Bury a Friend

4. Hansol

Molly

Staring blankly out of my window, I can't stop thinking about her. She'd never done anything like what she was doing. I would only ever appear in the confines of my house, never beyond our walls. The fact that she followed me is strange, even more so because both instances were outside of my building. Another thing I'd noticed, was that she made physical contact. She's never touched me before. She would get close, and even send air that felt as if she made contact, but never actually touch. She even used my phone. She used to write me messages on paper or my walls with crayons, but only I could see. Why is she doing this?

Wait... She's not real. It's all in my head. Maybe it was the sudden change of moving out that sent me into a frenzy or something. She'll go away soon enough.

"I'm real as can be, sweetie. And I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon."

I look around my dorm, frantically. No one is here with me. I'm all alone, so where did that voice come from. I know it's hers.

"I'm always here. I just don't need to be seen all the time. But, right now, I'm in your head, darling," she chuckles maniacally.

I run out of my dorm room as fast as I can, not knowing where I'm going, and caring. I run for what seems like half an hour. Then I reach a park bench and sit, exhausted.

"Hey, are you alright?" I hear from directly next to me. My first thought was that it was Billie again, but then I realized it wasn't her voice at all. It was boy's voice. Looking next to me, I see a cute guy with curly brown hair that had some highlights. His dark brown eyes were mesmerizing.

"I-I'm fine," I stutter in both exhaustion and nervousness. He was very attractive.

He smiles brightly and says, "If you say so, but you don't look too good," I'm about to argue about how it's rude to talk like that when he chuckles. "I didn't mean it in a rude way. I only meant because you're not wear shoes, you're in pajamas while it's cold outside, and you're breathing really hard."

I look down to see that he's right. I left in a panic, not realizing any of this. I look up and awkwardly chuckle. He reaches out his hand, "I'm Hansol, by the way," I clasp his hand in greeting.

"Molly"

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