We got to the Library and snuck into a corner where it was surrounded by bookshelves. Megan pulled me down and we sat in the corner. I softly laughed.
"So when did you two meet?" Markus asked.
"I met this nerd on the bus," Megan said.
"Yeah we also talked about bands in zero period," I smiled," Then I met Markus in art after having a bad meet up with an old childhood friend."
"Who?" Megan question.
"My friend Karmin," Markus said.
"What?"
"You heard me Meg, Karmin."
"That asshole is your old friend Abs?" Megan asked surprised.
"Yeah, we met in 4th grade and I left in 7th."
It was a cold winter day. The last day for me here . How was I going to tell him. 7th grade and I would have to break the news to him. The dorky drummer boy that I've grown so close to. I stroll down the halls admiring the murals of music painted on the wall. "You know I never get how you can look at this stuff."I jumped when I felt the hand caress my shoulder. I turn around to see him witg a weak smile on his face.
"Hey Karmin," I say a sad tone in my voice," How you holding up?"
"It's been better. All they do is argue ,and the divorce is happening. I just don't know what to do Abby," he croaked.
"I know things will get better."
"I hope so," he smiled weakly. He hugged me. I hugged him back tight.
Just say it you have to. You can't leave without an explanation"You know something's happen for reasons so better things can come. People leave to make room for better things ,but friendship will always be a thing," I say weakly.
"What are you going on about Abs?"
"I'm saying sometimes people have to go. They might not want to ,but they need to. They have to experience stuff and see the world."
"Abs don't tell me what I think you're telling me." He said letting go of me from our hug.
"I leave to night. I'm not coming back Karmin," I said tears streaming down my face.
"You would leave the time I need you most? After 3 years of friendship, you leave," he snapped
"Karmin If I had it any other way. I would hold your hand and be with you the whole way through," I cried. I attempted grabbing him for a hug. He stepped back.
"I bet you didn't even fight them about this. Little Abigail Knight has to be the perfect and pious little girl her parents want her to be or else she feels ashamed."
"It's not like that they don't even know I'm friends with you," I spat by accident.
"You didn't even tell them? Well I see where this friendship stands. 3 years down a whole. Don't bother calling me I don't ever wanna see your face again," Karmin said turning on his heals walking away.
"Karmin don't go. You don't understand," I cried running after him only to trip and fall. I was left crying on the floor where the music mural stood.
"And that's probably the reason he hates me," I sigh. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn to see it's markus.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to leave him. I'm sorry he was bitter to you ,but I'm also sorry for him. He's been through his parents divorcing at age 12 ,and his bestfriend left him."
I grab his hand on my shoulder."Thank you Markus."
"Still doesn't give him and excuse of being an ass," Megan replied.
"I know ,but he is my friend and I wanna stand up for him as much as I wanna stand up for Abigail. If she would let me."
"What?" I asked confused.
"Abigail you are one of the coolest girl I've met. I would really appreciate it if you join our friend group," He smiled putting his hand out.
"Yeah Abby you seem cool I wanna get to know you more and be the best of friends," Megan cheered.
I smiled a warm smile and shook Markus' hand."I'd like that, thank you."
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Love In The Third Degree
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