“When it happens,” Lola whispered. “Just know it's not your fault.”
We were still sitting outside my house, watching the sun go down.
I looked over at her in confusion. “What, when we're not friends anymore?” I asked.
Lola didn't say anything and I took her silence as a confirmation. I scooted closer to her so our sides were almost touching. It felt too intimate to me but that was probably because I wasn't used to being close to anyone. Physically and emotionally. “Look, there is no when.” I said softly. “You don't have to worry, Lola. I won't drop you.”
She looked at me. “I hope not. I hope our bond will be strong enough to not let me fall. But if it's not, when it happens, just know it's not because of you.”
“Why do you always hope for the worse?” I asked.
“Because that's all I know.”
I looked at her. Really looked at her. I don't know what it was, maybe the connection we had based on our similar life, but I felt like she was the only one I can bond with. And that kinda scared me. I started to realize that I cared about her– probably more than how a friend should.
And that terrified me.
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Cages
Short StorySince the day Lola and her family moved in next door, Kacey put her on the top of his hate list. Lola was always happy. Kacey was always mad. To him they seemed to be living on two different planets, viewing life two different ways. But as fate brou...
