Chris and Eva hate each other with burning passion. Or do they?
Because there's a fine line between love and hate.
Something between these best friends messed up what they had.
It takes effort from both to reconcile. So... will they?
Helloooo! It has been a month since I've updated! SO sorry :/
My birthday was two days ago...15th May! and before that, I procrastinated, A LOT. But here it is, the new update XD
This episode is back to the present. Don't worry! I will DEFINITELY finish the flashbacks. Just wanna mess with y'all a little longer hahaha.
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Eva POV (Present, 1 month after the party at Williams house)
Shuffling, I opened ALL the boxes under my bed.
My moms' words never left my brain, "Unless you don't clean your entire room, you'll have to come with me to the Schistad's house. And by cleaning I don't mean dumping everything at the back of your closet!"
You've pretty much figured out by now that I hate Chris so much I'd clean my room, despite how lazy I am.
A bright pink box adorned with barbie stickers and glitter blinded my eyes as I removed it from underneath. A distinctly visible layer of dust blanketed the box. My hands took the dust rag beside me and I then proceeded to wipe the entire box so that it would be touchable.
Opening the box, it exposed a stack of old pictures, photo booth strips and a gold necklace with a heart pendant. My fingers traced the dirty, old photo strip as nostalgia bitch-slapped me in the face. I've never seen a pair of best friends as happy as these 14-year-olds. (Eva is currently 17 and yeah i know they look older than 14 XD)
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Keeping the strip aside I went through the next couple of pictures. Each causing my heart to ache in pain and regret. Pain due to the remembrance of what he did. Regret because of how I ended this beautiful friendship. But there was one more thing I felt and I hated it.
Old feelings.
Pushing the pile of pictures away, I held the necklace. On it, the letter 'C' was engraved with a heart around it. My palms held the necklace as tight as I possibly could, the harder I clutched it, the more misery I felt. Not being able to help it, tears streamed down my face. I squeezed my eyes as a reflex to stop them. But it was no use.
What Chris and I had was so pure and comforting. He felt like home. My sob session was interrupted by my mother entering my room.
Has it already been an hour? I didn't even realize.
Sighing I prepared myself for yelling but instead, she surprised me, "Eva...Can't you just forgive him already! I mean look at yourself, stop trying to ignore that he is your best friend!"
"Uh actually-" "No! I'm sorry honey but Noora is not your best friend! This may sound harsh but YOU know it's the truth. Forget all your gloating and look at him! Helen (Chris's Mom) told me he's been miserable for the past 3 years without you. I can definitely say its the same for you!"
Swallowing my tears I whispered, "But mom, you know what he did."
"Yes, I do. But sweetie you have to remember everyone makes mistakes, and YES something as terrible as what he did can be counted as a mistake too. Like how I dropped you when you were born." I raised my eyebrows at her and my mom's eyes widened at her slip of tongue.
Clearing her throat, she continued softly, "My point is, he's human, just like you. And us humans are a little stupid at times. It does sadden me that it took a tragedy like this for Chris to come to his senses, but he did and all he needs right now is redemption. And all you need is for him to be back in your life."
Grinning, she points at my closet and says, "So dress up, you're coming for dinner."
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the end.
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