"Ugh I can't deal with this right now okay?!" said Chloe. I said hesitantly and quietly "hey...im sorry. Are you okay? Come on sit let's talk about it." Chloe sat down and grabbed a pillow. She slowly hugged it and hid her face and pain. "It's just- look I'm sorry. I tried to work on my part on the project, I did. But I couldn't..." She sobbed into the pillow. "Hey...hey Chloe it's okay it's alright don't worry. But if you dont mind me asking, why couldn't you work on our project?" Chloe looked up at me, her wet face held hours of pain and her eyes didn't light up like they used to. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. "I-" she hesitated and almost struggled to speak. As if the words were caged, locked and she hadn't found the key. "...um well I-"
"What? It's okay I don't judge."
"No no that's not the issue."
"So what is the issue then?"
Chloe looked away. "You wouldn't understand Rose."
Chloe always called me by my middle name. This made me feel that she hasn't completely slipped away or disappeared yet.
"What could I possibly not understand? My mom died two years ago, my dad's in prison, my brother's in a mental institute, I have depression and anxiety. What wouldn't I understand Chloe?!" I screamed with tears of frustration and confusion fell down my face.
Chloe then quickly stood up and walked over to the wall. She turned back and faced me.
"I like you okay? I can't stand being near you. All I wanna do is kiss you. But you don't like girls and you could only think of me as a friend." She turned back to the wall and walked into the hallway then into her room. I heard the door softly close as I lost all words and thoughts. My mind was blank and I couldn't explain it, but I felt stuck.After hours of awe and thinking, I finally stood up. I walked into the hallway. Then I started to pace and pace and pace. Quit pacing! Go in there and do something. She's clearly hurt. The thought crossed my mind too many times to count.
I placed my hand on the doorknob.
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