So much stuff can happen in a year, things that don't even cross your mind.Right now I should probably be getting drunk at a college party with my boyfriend or something.Instead i'm roomies with the only person that can understand me, not to mention i'm not even in college. Yeah my best friend has been roommates with me for the past year, because my parents were suffocating and Max and I were always together anyways, I couldn't even leave my room without getting pitty glances from my parents, and those many questions asking if I was feeling okay or if I ate.No mom, I don't think I can get past this so quickly.I've always wondered why we do this, why we spend so much of our lives getting headaches from all that stressful school work and when you do finally finish school you get stuck working for what feels like a lifetime.Then you die. Just putting it out there.
There's people like my best friend maximiliano, he always knew college wasn't going to be his thing.It's just not for everyone there's nothing wrong with that.But I and my um boyfriend did want to go.But like I said a lot can happen in a short period of time.I could barely finish high school, maybe the teachers just had pity and just let it slide. So college was out of the picture for a while, maybe i'll just take a break from school and get back to it later.
I was feeling sad so I wanted to see the only person who could make me feel better. I made my way to Max's room. I knocked twice without giving him time to say anything I just walked in, one day i'm probably going to regret that.
He was sitting down leaning on his headboard with one of his legs straight and the other bend in front of him with his laptop on top of his lap.
I guess he noticed I was in a gloomy mood because as soon as he saw my face he put his laptop on the side table and he opened his arms so I could hug him.I basically leaped into his arms, I needed to feel something real, something to remind me that life continues.
"I'm sad ugly." I frowned
"Why fea?" His fingers weaved through my hair.
"I'm thinking too much." I looked up through my eyelashes.
"Almost two years,huh?" He stated as if trying to see what my reaction was going to be.
"Um, yeah." I fiddled with my fingers, hoping we would try to change topics soon.
I put my head back on his chest, I could hear his heartbeat, he's real,i'm not alone.
"Zara, i'm right here okay? We're in this together remember it hurts me as much as it hurts you."
He, Brandon the person who was supposed to be with me forever left me.Another reason why I hate drunk drivers, not only do they risk their own lives, but also everyone around them.Brandon and Max where in the same car when a drunk driver hit the drivers side of the car, Brandon was driving.It left a permanent scar on Max's forearm and my boyfriends life.Just like that it went from the three best friends to two best friends.
