Suggested Song: Dear God By XTC
Dear God
I know you're busy, but I've been feeling a bit down, a bit ignored. Mom said you didn't need me yet, said you would take me when you're ready.
I've decided to let you decide when you need me back. I've decided to heal my wounds with my friends, fix the bond that was broken. I don't want to be enemies again.
Please give me strength to see the light on the other side of the dark tunnel. Let me feel the support to lift myself up.
I sat up with a smile. For the first time in a while, I felt the will to move on.
I was going to patch things up, make it better.
Colby, Sam, Crystal, they were my friends, they made a mistake, but now I need to let it go. I can't hold on to my hate forever.
I want to be around them. And being mad has only made me feel shit.
I got dressed into some nice clothes, did my hair and got ready.
I grabbed my handbag and phone and walked out the door. I stayed checked into the hotel of course, I wasn't sure if they would let me back in straight away.
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I pulled up at the familiar building and looked up. I could see our apartment window.
The curtains were closed.
It was about 12:00. Maybe they just forgot to open them.
I climbed in the elevator and went up to our floor. I walked down the long daunting hallway.
I was walking slow. My nerves had picked up over the time. Last time I walked through this hallway, I felt a deep hate.
Never had I really had the time to pay attention to the small details in the hallway. They way the white paper had small imperfections.
The way the floor had the odd stain of a substance I was afraid to identify.
I arrived at our door and looked at it.
I took a small breath in and knocked gently.
My fist didn't carry much weight. I was too nervous to knock loud.
A couple of minutes passed before I began to hear movement inside.
Someone slowly shuffled over to the door as I prepared myself for the face of one of them to appear in front of me.
The door opened, and in front of me, and very tired and worn down Colby emerged.
Dark bags lined his barely open eyes. He smelt like trash. When was the last time he showered?!
He was wearing a pair of jeans and plain white shirt.
Inside the apartment was dark and gloomy. They had been living in their own misery.
"Colby?" I asked, dragging my words in confusion
"Cassidy? W-what are you doing here?" He said, his eyes looked sad and lost.
Looks like they all took a hard hit. They had been living in their misery, just as much as I was.
"I came to apologise. I-I shouldn't of yelled at you guys. You made a mistake. I'm sorry this apology is a bit over due" I have a small smile but it faded away quickly as my eyes slipped to the ground again
"Cassidy, you don't need to be sorry. W-we shouldn't of lied. You were afraid but we still ignored your cries for help. We're sorry"
"Friends?" I say, holding my arms out in a hug
"Friends" he agrees, as he leans in for my offered hug.
Suddenly I felt like a huge weight had been taken off my shoulders. I smiled
"You smell like death. What happened?"
"Sam went and stayed with Brennen, he didn't want the stress from me and Crystal fighting. Now Crystal is moving to London, to live with her Dad" he says with a disappointed tone
"She what?! I gotta go to Her!" I say before running off down the hall
"What why?!" Colby calls out
I turn back around and yell back at him "I can't let her go and live with her Dad! He's a crazy drunken asshole! He will hurt her! I gotta stop her!"
