I'm Gonna Miss You

Chapter 45: Surprises, Surprises, Surprises

By the time Kyan had finally managed to calm me down from the blubbering mess that I was, the sun had already begun peaking in through the slightly drawn curtains. My red and, oh so puffy eyes were barely visible beneath the tangled mess of brown hair that matted my face. I made a mental note to wash my hair as soon as I get the chance, its mysterious texture would've brought a grimace to my face had I not been so focused on the events of last night.

Kyan wasn't kidding on the phone when she said she would be right over. I couldn't manage to get to my feet when I heard the knock on the front door but Kyan managed her way in. I was grateful that she didn't tell my parents the real reason why she was here at such a late hour. She came huffing into my room, arms full of candy and chocolates. I looked up from my palms when I heard the muffled thumping of the sweets as they hit the ground. 

I felt bad for having to make Kyan rush out of bed at this time of the night. I kept apologizing in between explaining what happened but she managed to remind me constantly that that's what best friends are for. There was a great comfort that filled my heart knowing I could absolutely count on her no matter what. 

"Stupid dumb dumb." I lifted my head when I heard Kyan mumbling to herself.

As my eyes adjusted I found her standing by the window, fingers pulling apart the curtains just a tad. "So threatening." I mused.

She must have thought I was still asleep because my response granted a jump from her. "Oh! Hey! Good morning." Her voice grew gentler.

"Uhm," I motioned to the window as she sat by my feet. "Is he out there?" She shook her head. "Still?" I could feel the bubbling in my throat begin to crash over my entire body. "Well, is his window open at least?" 

"Let's get you some breakfast!" Kyan bounced off the bed and turned on her cheery attitude.

"But yo-" I had no chance to finish my thought with Kyan grabbing my arm and tugging me out of bed.

"Your parents already left with your grandparents but they didn't tell me where they were going." As I was forced out of my room I glanced towards Dylan's window to see that his curtains were still drawn. 

"Probably to look for somewhere else to move." I answered, eyes still stuck on the disappointing view before me. "It wouldn't be that bad to move right about now."

"I was thinking I'd make breakfast and then we could watch movies or go to the mall, whatever you wanted to do." It was obvious she was ignoring my last remark, not wanting to deal with it right now. 

"Movies sound good." I mumbled as she left me by the kitchen counter.

I watched her rummage through the cabinets, picking up different pots and pans before returning the ones she wouldn't be using. "Pancakes sounds good?" 

"Are you sure you should be cooking? Didn't you almost start a fire during Home Ec?"

"That wasn't my fault!" I laughed a bit at her outrage. "You know what happened!" It felt food to laugh after that terrible night. 

I looked towards the clock, my hands up in the air as Kyan verbally assaulted me. "I woke up late."

"Well, you slept late." She acknowledged, before going back to her cooking, clearly wishing to avoid this topic.

My eyes met that of our mailbox, its red sidearm raised to inform us mail had been delivered. "I'll just get the mail."

Kyan merely nodded in my direction as I made my way to the front door. A soft ray of sunshine flowed throughout the room as the door opened. I pulled my arms around my sides as I left the warmth of my house, the door still open wide. The coldness nipped at my skin as I pulled open the mailbox, flipping through bills and bills. For some reason I was hoping there would be actual mail, like letters or things like that, but no.