Skinny Love {noun}
“When two people love each other, but are too shy to admit it, yet they show it anyway”
Chapter 24:Skinny Love
Via's POV
I marched my way up to the Venema's Duplex after receiving a bomb of miscalls and text messages. A freaking bomb exploding in my phone.
The texts I read bascially started with, "Victoria. We. Need. To. Freaking. Talk. My house, NOW! -Mackenzie "
Followed by a saga of emojis...
Then it became a series of... "OMFG are you actually mad at me 'coz you found out? Let's work it out pretty pleazzzzeee come over... please???? -Mackenzie"
And the last few texts were, "THERE'S A UNICORN IN MY HOUSE. FOR REAL. I'M NOT JOKING. COME OVER NOW BEFORE IT DRIFTS AWAY!!!! -MACKENZAY"
Now that's definitely Mackenzie being Mackenzie.
I was slightly mad, and I had the right to be mad at my best friend, but I wasn't yet to take any side and let my emotions dictate whatever actions I do because I haven't heard Mackenzie's side.
Trying my best to keep my calm and to keep the tiger in me subtle, Ikept on reminding myself I could do it.
'You can do it.'
When I finally got to the front door, before I could even tap the doorbell, the door just burst open and I was literally dragged inside. Dragged, I tell you.
"What the heck?" I screamed, annoyed with what the hell just happened.
"Victoria, there's something you should know. I did something, something baaaad... something I regret. I don't know what to do. I'm screwed. You need to help me!" Mackenzie was half-whispering and half-shrieking which made me wince in the process.
"Aye, can you tone the f*ck down first." I finally broke out exasperated.
'So much for keeping calm.'
Mackenzie gasped, looking long hard at me. I didn't know if she was stunned because I raged, or because I cursed (and believe me, my mouth chooses not to...that's unless you give me a reason to.)
It's weird 'cause I mentally curse a lot but I would really do it out loud if I'm already a hundred percent done.
So in short, I'M A HUNDRED PERCENT DONE.
"Besides, can you lower down your voice? What if the neighbor's or your parents hear us? For hell's sake, Mackenzie. It's 2 am in the morning. I walked my way up here, alone. The weather is literally freezing outside! Can you please not make me even more pissed than I already am!" I barked even more. Mackenzie was drop dead silent.
"I'm sorry. It's just that, I did something absurd and...-"
"I know you kissed my brother." I couldn't contain myself anymore. I needed to spill it out.
Then after that once sentence which I cut her off with, all you could hear was the slight sound that was made by the soft breeze from the open window.
"Oh." Was all she could say.
I closed my eyes, covered it with my hands which both had gloves to keep them warm. I took a seat in one of the couches and exhaled heavily before speaking up a lot more recollected this time, "I'm not denying what you just said, either. What you did was absurd. Now, I'm your best friend, or moreover, I'm your cousin. I'm here for you, and I want to hear your side of the story. I didn't sneak out just to argue or to release my anger. I came here to listen."
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