Wishful Thinking [Completed]

Chapter 16

Jill's POV

I have known Cathy for three years going on four and I considered her a friend although she never spoke to me or anyone for that matter. I could tell she was a great person, but for some reason she couldn't open up to anyone and that was something I couldn't understand.

I was always there for her even though she didn't want me there. So it came to be a great shock to me when for the first time in three years, she spoke. I was happy that I could finally get to know her more, but then she took me to the choir room where she showed me another part of herself and needless to say she made me absolutely speechless.

(By the way, I am anything but quiet!)

Anyway I come from a large family of 7 not including mom and dad. The oldest, Jared is 26, then there's Austin whose 24, then Carly whose 20 then there's me at 16. That leaves the younger boys which are Philip whose 10, Johnny whose 7, and lastly the youngest, Jaron who is 3.

Unfortunately for me, the minute my older siblings were old enough to leave, they left and didn't look back. Leaving me to deal with all three younger brothers. I guess that's where I got my outgoing personality. I basically raised my three younger brothers because my parents are part of a big company and they rarely come home.

Most of the time I feel like I live in a pigsty because of my brothers irresponsibility, but then there were times when the mess gave me a chance to get other things off my mind.

So I am outgoing, loud and impatient. That pretty much sums me up.

But there is one thing you need to know...I never give up. Ever.

I spent three years trying to get Cathy to comes out of her shell and in the end I wasn't even the one she told about anything.

Don't get me wrong I am absolutely ecstatic that she is finally showing her true self and she even got a good guy, but I couldn't help but feel jealous at how Caleb changed her in a day and I have been working hard for three years to change her.

I have always been independent, never relying on anybody and always doing what I'm supposed to. I took care of everything at home and I wanted to take care of Cathy to, but she wouldn't let me.

She was literally a brick wall that was impossible to break. She always ducked her head and did everything right, but always with zero emotion. I talked to her for hours, complaining and whining and laughing and joking but not single sound came out of her mouth. And although I couldn't admit it out loud, it hurt that she couldn't trust me.

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I lay still on the couch with Cathy across from me on the floor in an old sleeping bag. Her black hair framed her pale skin and he long eyelashes brushed against her skin.

I had pretended to be asleep when she whispered 'thank you for being my friend' and I had just laid there thinking of how hurt I felt.

When she whispered that last thing, my heart felt like it was going to explode because at that moment I realized that even thought I didn't change her, she was now opening up to me and slowly revealing things about herself and helping me understand why she hid inside.

Anger and jealousy vanished and hope and friendship grew stronger inside of me.

I shut my eyes welcoming sleep for I knew that when tomorrow came, all would be explained.