Chapter 4

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GEORGIA'S POV

"Oh my Gosh! I really missed you!!!" Maddison squealed upon hugging, well more like choking me for the nth time today.

"You don't get to say that after not visiting me back home you bitch!" I said then I tackled her in my bed making her laugh instead.

We're in my room right now since she invited herself for a sleepover at home insisting that we have a lot of catching up to do. The part where I definitely agree.

I can't blame her though, I became too busy with stuff. But Knowing this girl, I'm sure she didn't hold it against me.

"So..." She said making herself comfortable in my bed.

"So?" I answered sitting beside her.

"What's the score between you and Simp--"

She was cut off by a knock from the door. A moment later, Bryan appeared with a tray of food with him.

"Hey girls." He started.

"Thought you might want something to eat?" He said shrugging his shoulders as he walk towards us.

We just stared at him in silence.

"Aghhhhh common? Can't I really join you? I mean I can act invisible here, you can just ignore me the whole time y'know?" He begged.

We both shook our heads making him groan in frustration.

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After getting rid of Bryan, we got ready for bed, changed into our sleeping gears, and began to eat the food he brought us.

I did most of the talking since she demanded to know everything that happened for the last couple of months.

And so I did, but skipping the part which concerns him.

"So you ran away." She deadpanned.

"No I did not!" I whined.

"You did."

"No."

"You did."

"I did not!"

"Then can you enlighten me why you're here?"

"Don't you wanna see me?" I said pouting.

"You know that's not what I meant."

I sighed.

"I told you I want to complete my buck--"

"Oh don't you dare give me that bucket list bullshit Georgia! Not. Me."

I sighed, again. I know she won't let me get away with it until I tell her but I can't bring myself to tell her about me being obsessed with some stupid questions that's been hunting me for almost two years now.

So I told her a different reason. A somehow partially true alibi, if that makes it better.

"I-- I just can't be there anymore, I mean, you know? It's pointless." I said looking away.

"What's pointless about being happy Georg?"

"I don't want them to get more attached than they already are. This is for their own good."

"What's good about running away from them? Why don't you enjoy every moment with them instead? Make more memories while you still can." She quietly said.

"Exactly! That's exactly the reason why. If I want them to move forward faster, I shouldn't give them more memories to hold onto. Then maybe, it'll hurt them less." I brushed my hands to my hair out of frustration.

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