The Second Choice

A Different Perspective: Amelia's POV

Warning: This chapter has some mature languages!

I'm going to fucking kill him.

I swear on my life and everybody else's life I will kill him.

He hurt her.

He hurt one of my best friends and now she looks so broken. So hopeless. So empty.

I mean come on we are only in seventh grade and we are talking like this. life isn't supposed to be like this.

I remember the beginning. Crystal was so happy and fulfilled. She looked like life was going the way she wanted to. Not going to lie I was kinda jealous that my best friend literally found the love of her life. It felt like one of my cliche romance books.

I couldn't go to the damn dance because I was sick as hell. I felt like my insides were going to spew all over my wood floor. But I still got all of the tea. I was sent videos and photos of Crystal and Micheal dancing and laughing and being themselves. I watched them dance to the song perfect by Ed Sheeran and everything was great.

Even though I felt like killing myself because I felt like shit. It made me smile. I was happy that my best friend was happy. Life was semi okay(except for the fact the I was dying but whatever ignore my over dramatic self)

Then I find out that he played her. I find out that he chose a dumb bitch over her.

A girl named Molly.

Not to be rude but Molly was the definition of a whore. No brain just looks and the need to please. Now I am kinda being rude but when you break my best friends heart. You break my heart. And I promised, that I would protect her from there on out.

I have a need to protect friends that truly care about me. I never had a friend truly be loyal to me before Crystal came along and when she did I promised to myself that I will never let that friendship go.

And look now, she was hurting while I just watched. I am kind of a cold heartless person. I am the type of person that you don't fuck with. I am the type of person that if you hurt me or my friends you will be down on your knees begging for forgiveness the next second. But don't get be wrong I wasn't a total bitch. I am nice and respectful when I first meet somebody but when you disrespect me I become the bitch in your nightmares.

When I actually opened up to people i can be nice and funny and dumb as shit. Crystal liked to call me her big giant bear. Cold and scary on the outside and warm and cozy on the inside. But Micheal disrespected Crystal. Which means he disrespected me. And he was going to be sorry.

So the next day after I would try my best to cover Crystal. And I was pretty good at that because my 5'7 self and fat body could easily cover a 4'11 tiny child.

Whenever he tried to explain his actions I would tell him to fuck off and he would.

He wouldn't listen to Crystal if she told him that because she is the definition of a fluffy, happy-go-lucky, marshmallow.

This is what I did for the next few weeks. I covered her, told her to tell him to fuck off, threatened him, and tried my best to cheer her up.

She eventually got up on her feet again and I was proud of her. I was proud that she found the courage and strength to tell him goodbye. I will forever be eternally grateful for my best friend and I will forever hate the son of a bitch named Micheal.
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Hi guys! I really hope that you enjoyed the chapter in Amelia's point of view. I just had to include it because she's my best friend and she was with my throughout this entire thing. So thank you to her for writing this chapter.♥️