Set Her Free

9.

Ariana's POV

At that moment all I could do was pass away time in silence. The one person I thought I had close to me will find out the bitter truth and slip from my hands soon.

My tears were real. They weren't part of the game. They were set free and for a second I panicked when the words "you deserve someone better than me" left my mouth as I sobbed on her shoulder. I feared that in that moment , the closest thing I have to a sister will come to an end all because of my stupid mistakes.

Finding a best friend was always so hard. Someone to share you secrets with, someone you treat like your life line. You couldn't possibly let them go because they just knew too much about you and starting all over again with someone new was just hard. You gain some certain trust in people that you hardly even find in yourself and when you hurt them, you can't even live with yourself because the guilt just eats you alive.

When Liz first came to the school she was able to socialize and blend in, although after she tells you her life story you'd expect her to be those lonely quiet girls who just want nothing from the world. However , she never let her horrible past ruin her future. She never became best friends with any of the popular girls who always tried to draw her attention. She chose me, not caring about the fact that I was a year younger and a grade lower, we blended so well, as though we were sisters. Since then we hit it off and spent our days at each other's house or out and about making wonderful memories.

Liz had told me about her past life in the states and her boyfriend Andrew. Their relationship was like that of the movies until her move to Switzerland with her mother and stepdad and the major twist in her life. After their break up she was so broken and I swore that the day I found Andrew , I was going to break every bone in his body for breaking my best friends heart.

Before my accident, I had bumped into Andrew on my way to school. It took me a whole two hours of falling for his good boy and good looks attitude to him holding me hostage at some garage in an alley to realize who exactly he was. At that time he looked different from the pictures Liz had shown me, more muscular, skin tone darker and hair longer, and for someone who had only seen him from pictures it was quite hard to really recognize that it was The Andrew my best friend was so I love with.

"Why are you doing this to me? Let me go!" I fought through the heavy ropes around my body that were holding me down to the chair.

"In a second sweetheart, I just need one little favor from you." He smirked and I spat directly at his face. Good shot Ariana, my sub conscience spoke to me.

"You nasty piece of shit, you'll pay for that,"his hands flew to the air and smacked very hard against the back of the chair causing me to fall over. I swear at that moment my blood pressure increased. Why was he doing this to me?

"So sugar," he swept my hair back away from my face , the contact of his hands with my skin causing goosebumps, "all I'm asking is one small favor which comes with a reward. You come up with whatever shit you have to do to seek Liz's attention even if you have to die to do it."

"You're sick!"

"I get that a lot," he winked at me and continued, " I want my Liz back. Even if it means moving to live in this shitty country, I want her back."

"So go get her , what do I have to do with all this? You think she would want a brainless psychopath like you?"

"Oh honey you don't know her, she'd come running to me the second I open my arms for her," Stupid boys and their egotistical behavior, " if this works I'd stop disturbing you, but if it doesn't, we take this to the next level. Until then I'll be calling you to meet up and discuss further what I want you to do for me."