The Moon and Her Sun

Sixteen: Resurrecting A Friendship

It's weird how everything could go great one second and in the next second everything changes. Like when I found out I had cancer I was just a normal child, but when the doctor said the words "You have cancer' I knew that I would never be normal again.

I've had to deal with death before, but not like in this case. In which I was the cause of a friendship being ended.

As I heard her voice all the memories had come back. The sleepovers, movie nights, the truth's, the dares. Everything came flooding back as if I was seeing my life flash before my eyes.

All of it came back and this feeling of guilt pains me.

"Oh hi." I say as I feel the tension in the room. I'm so nervous that I feel my hands shake. Nervous of the fact that she actually decided to say hi to me first.

"How are you?" Carla asked me. She didn't look like she was angry or holding a grudge. She had the face of pity as if she had done something wrong.

" I'm okay." As I say the words I look at what she is wearing. A nice white silk blouse with a black cardigan and pants with some black boots. It looked like she went to forever 21. "How are you doing?"

"I'm holding up." She made a grin as if she were being forced to be nice.

I break the ice. "I miss you like crazy and I want to say that I'm sorry for everything that I've done to hurt. I didn't mean to I was only trying to-"

"Stop." Carla holds her hand up, it was close to my face. "You don't get to do that. Not now at least. I was caught off guard and I'm not ready to forgive."

"When will you?" I ask looking her straight in the eye, wanting to cry.

She shrugs her shoulders as she responds "I don't know."

The tears are almost come out as if I was going to break down then and there.

"What are you doing here?" I turn to see Ciro asking Carla. She looks at him as if they were hiding something that didn't want me to know. I see him ball up his fist and Carla having some tension in her shoulders.

"Nothing I was just leaving. Bye Luna." She looks down at me and grins, this time only a little bit. She looks up at Ciro and with a serious look on her face. "Ciro."

"Carla." Ciro responds to her.

Carla turns and walks away from Ciro and I. I see her walking towards the table on the opposite side of the restaurant. As she reaches the table I see that she hugs, what I assume of a friend of hers. After they finish hugging she sits down and looks at me as if I were her past.

That I didn't matter anymore.

"Take me home." I demand.

"Why what's wrong?" Ciro asks.

"Take me home. Now." This time I'm frustrated to the point where I can't even think of what's going.

I grab my purse and the image Ciro drew immediately once I had finished my sentence. I had looked back one more time, to now my past. I feel Ciro's hand on my back as he pushes me towards the door. He opens the door to leave the restaurant.

I try to bring my head down so I wouldn't have to make any eye contact. As we reach the car, Ciro opens the door for me to get inside the car. What a gentlemen.

He closes my door and I just think about all the things that I could've said to Carla. Like Don't blame me for trying to protect you. Or I just wasn't ready to tell you. Or something way better that could shut her up, but she beat me to it.