Saved By The One & Only

True Friend

"Hey are you ready for lunch?" Mikayla questions, peeking her head through the door.

I've engulfed myself with work today that I've barely checked the time or anything else as a matter of fact.

The emotions are still raw from last night, so I've decided to focus on something relatively worth caring about.

Such as work.

"Uh no, thank you though." I mutter while immediately directing my attention back to the computer screen as I finish inputting the paperwork to this database.

"Are you sure love? You didn't eat anything last night." Mikayla questions one last time, while giving me a small heart attack not realizing that she was still at the door.

"Yeah I'm alright I'll make sure to eat something later on." I say to her with a shy smile and hoping she would think I'm telling the truth.

To tell the truth I haven't been hungry at all since yesterday when I had the argument with Mia.

I remember in vivid details the argument and then it all blurs once I walked out of the door.

I remember Mikayla calling me and wondering if I'd be up to talk about her date but when I told her that my phone was dying she offered for us to meet up. After she picked me up and drove me to her apartment she noticed I was pretty quiet and that something was wrong. I tried to dissuade her that I wasn't feeling well and for her to continue with her story about her date, she wasn't buying it.

After explaining to her everything that happened I genuinely did feel better for talking about it and yet somehow I even felt worse. As if talking about what happened admitted that it really did happen and I hadn't made it all up.

She offered for me to stay, and I immediately declined but she didn't seem to accept the no. She honestly became some sort of guardian angel in my time of need.

I really do appreciate everything she is doing for me. She even offered for me to stay as long as possible.

She truly is an angel, and a true friend.

Which brings me back to the conversation I had with my mother and how I told her how I didn't think it would be such a great idea for her to come down as she planned.

I could hear the sadness in her voice after informing her of my request. She doesn't pester me to tell her what happened but before I knew it she immediately told me, " If she's a true friend Amelia, she'll realize what she's done to you and she'll come back to you."

That simple sentence rocked me to the core as I sat on the bed in the bedroom Mikayla let me stay in.

It took me a few seconds to process that my mother new the minute I phoned her that I had a problem, let alone with Mia.

After speaking with her about when she would come visit we settled on about a month, which in my mind I figured should give me enough time to find a place.

After speaking to my mother I made a mental note to try to keep in contact with her at least twice a week until she came simply because I missed her and I need more of our talks. Even if they were through the phone.

I hadn't noticed Mikayla come in until I noticed her put a tuna sandwich, with a bottle of water, including a bag of lays chips.

I look up to see I had passed these minutes with working while thinking about last night's issues.

I look up to greet her with gleam in her eyes while sitting on the chair in front of me while getting comfortable and popping a lays chip into her mouth as well.