Chapter eighteen: Nina.

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Right now I'm laying in bed, thinking about what happened with Bella. I kept trying to call her but she wouldn't pick up, which honestly didn't surprise me anymore and that made me sad.

She was my best friend. Why would she just cut off our friendship like that? Something must've happened to her because she cried.

I keep thinking about this: should I go home to her?

I mean, I have to talk to her. And ask why she was being so selfish, because that's exactly what she is. Selfish.

She haven't blocked me on insta so that's a relief. But she did remove our pictures together, so I guess I had to do that as well. But I just deleted mine from Instagram, I still have them in my gallery.

I laid in bed for about 20 more minutes until I finally got up and put on my grey sweatpants, my white hoodie and just put my hair up in a bun. I put on my white shoes and started walking to her house.

I finally got to her house. My heart was beating out of my chest. I mean, I always just walked into her house but now I didn't know if I should. I knocked 3 times on her door and tears started to come up in my eyes, I was so nervous.

Her mother opened and looked at me and gave me a sad smile. "I'm sorry Nina, but Bella doesn't want to talk to you." She said and closed the door in my face. I didn't even get the chance to say hi.

I sat down on the stairs and started to cry. "Why why why" I whispered to myself. I was so confused. My heart were literally going into pieces. One by one.

I heard someone cough so I looked up and saw Jacob stand there. What was he doing here? I looked up at him as he just stood there. Then he sat down beside me and looked back at me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I wiped off tears from my cheeks. "Well, I kind of followed you here" he laughed and my eyebrows started to rise as I looked at him. "Oh really now?" I asked and started to laugh. Damn it felt good to laugh.

"Yeah, I was thinking you were about to go home to some guy." He said and looked down, as if he was ashamed. "What? Who? Alex or Nathan?" I laughed and he got very serious in 0.1 seconds. He looked up at me before saying "That's not gonna happen" in a serious voice. "How would you know?" I asked and looked at him.

"Because I wouldn't let it happen."

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