Friends
‘You’ll never know how amazing good friends are until you’ve lost everything you have…’ –Writhen D.H.
“You were shot at?” Nine screeched when we explained to her what happened.
We had spent hours driving around the city stopping at random stores and walking around. I advised taking the batteries out of our phones so they couldn’t be tracked just in case so Nine went the rest of the day wondering why we never came back and why she couldn’t get a hold of us. The reason I wanted Talent to drive around the city was to make sure we weren’t followed. After I deemed we were safe I had him drive back to Nine’s. Now we were back in the kitchen at one in the morning on the second when we finally got back.
“Yeah, which is why I would like you to check the security cameras in all the warehouses between seven pm on December thirty first and two am on January first please.” I went on ignoring he rants on how Talent and I could have got killed, how we should have contacted her and other random things she came up with. Talent had walked outside to smoke claiming he needed to cool off. So here I was; stuck calming Nine down and trying to figure out what happened out there in the warehouses which was hard with my thoughts wondering to the almost kiss, but not a kiss situation that Talent initiated. I couldn’t help but speculate on if the door wasn’t ajar, would he have followed through? If it really was almost a kiss then what did that mean? Talent liked me? How could he? If he liked me from before then why was he making a move now that I lost my memories? He didn’t know the ‘new’ me enough to like me yet so why did he act the way he did?
“Wren!” Nine’s voice broke through the wall of thoughts and I snapped my vision to her.
“What?” I asked startled.
“You were spacing off, are you okay? Did you remember something?”
I shook my head and bit down on my thumb. “No, I was just thinking. So can you get the surveillance vids?”
“That is what I was trying to tell you. I already have them pulled up.” She turned her laptop to face me and sure enough there was the surveillance of the warehouses. Currently she had six different camera views on a split screen.
“I’m going to get Talent.” I said standing and moving to the sliding glass door. “Good job Nine.”
“Of course~” She cooed in pride as she smacked at her bubblegum.
I opened the glass door and stepped out onto the snow covered patio. “Talent, Nine has the videos up.” I called out to him in the dimly lit space.
“M’kay.” He replied removing the cigarette from his lips and snuffing it out in the snow at his feet. “You holding up?”
I shifted uncomfortably, “I’m fine.” I stated moving in his way as he went for the door.
“What are you doing Wren?” He asked harshly.
I gulped, “We need to talk about what you did at the warehouse. It’s bugging me.”
Talent gave me a blank look and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I narrowed my eyes up at him in contempt. “You can’t make a move on another guy and then pretend it didn’t happen. I’m not stupid. Just because you chickened out and changed the subject at the last second doesn’t mean I didn’t realize you almost… Kissed me.” I hissed the last two words under my breath.
Talent placed a hand on my shoulder to push me aside. “I was messing with you Wren. You were nervous because I said all that crap and I wanted you to relax.”
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