Chapter 82
Time Skip... A Week Later...
Derek and I haven't seen each other since we all went out to eat together at the cafe, which was a fun afternoon out. We're spending the day at his house. I ring his doorbell and his mom comes to answer it a minute later. "Myra, hey. Derek's up in his room. It's not the best time right now, but he's asking for you. Apparently whatever news he has to tell you relates to you heavily." I thank her for letting me in and go upstairs to his room. The door is shut so I knock, wanting reassurance that I'm wanted. I don't a response but hear muffled sounds through the door. I stand there awkwardly for a couple of minutes before he finally lets me in. When the door flies open, Derek looks at me as though someone just died. That causes a giant know to form in my stomach.
"Derek, what's wrong? You're scaring me baby." Tears stream down his face as he motions for me to sit next to him. "Myra, something terrible has happened." I wipe his tears away and peck him on the lips. "Please tell me. You and I don't keep secrets from one another." He looks me straight in the eyes and tells me Becky passed away this morning. A lump forms in my throat and I stare at him in disbelief. "W-What? No, that's impossible." He looks at me grimly. "Check your Facebook feed." I pull out my phone quickly and do as he says, scrolling through my feed. I see at least thirty RIP Becky posts. Tears cloud my vision. I can't see clearly anymore. All I see is giant blurs. I look up at Derek one more time before bursting into tears. Those tears then turn into heartwrenching sobs in which Derek soon echoes back.
This is officially the worst day of my life. My best friend is dead. My person is no longer on this Earth. I'm never going to see Becky again... well until she's buried after the funeral that I'm dreading having to go to. I'm not reading for this... We needed more time. Becky needed more time. I've officially lost my faith and a big chunk of my heart. I don't know if we're ever going to come back from this, especially me.
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