Chapter 8: Aybek

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After that dramatic weekend my sister had to go to her Hammond middle school orientation and since she was nervous she wanted me to go. When they're going in they tell everyone else that they can't stay, so I end up having to go home... walking. Instead of going home I go to the creek and Skype my best friend, Aybek.

Aybek may have moved to a different country but that's the person that I know I can turn to and talk to at any time of the day. He lives where it's 9 hours ahead of us and when it's 5 over here it's like almost 2 or 3 in the morning over there, and he'll still hit me back up.

I wait until he finally picks up, "Hey."

"Hi, hello, hey," we had a struggle during the first few minutes because we couldn't really hear each other. I'm entertained by the struggle and the streamflow of the creek.

I can finally hear Aybek, "What's up?"

"Nothing, just here at the creek. The one near that park we went to on your last day here," I turn my phone around so he can see it.

He smiles, "Oh yeah!"

We go off into some sort of conversation and then we get into talking about our break-ups. It threw me off when he told me that he had a girlfriend, mainly because he never talks about her. I let it go though, because I know there's always a reason behind something.

"What's been going on? How's everyone?" Aybek stayed in the loop through me because no one really likes to hit each other up now a days, except for me and him of course.

I sigh, "Oh I don't even know anymore. Like I told you, half the people I had called my friends have dropped and then Oscar keeps trying to force something that I don't want right now. On Saturday I got mad at him because he said 'I wish it would have ended differently.' I mean I wish it had too, but I'm sick and tired of him saying the same crap over and over again."

Aybek is probably the only person who will sit there and actually listen to my crap, "But why do you still talk to him?"

"How do I not? We were together for so long and to just do something I swore I wouldn't do is so wrong. I broke up with him over text and then I'm supposed to just drop him? Nah... I can't," I wanted to cry, but I had cried so much in the last week that I had no more tears left, all I could really do was laugh.

"I mean yeah, but look at you. You're stressing over stupid stuff and it's not good or worth your time," I hate it when he's right.

I then remembered that I hadn't told Aybek about me caving and cutting after a year, "I know and I cut the other day and I regret it so much."

Aybek's face expression said it all and I was sad that I disappointed him, "Why?"

"I'm just tired of everything and that was my release. Stupid, yeah, I know. But Aybek I can't do this anymore, I feel like such a bitch for everything and I'm just so stressed. I just hate that I did it," there was a big feeling of relief after I told him.

"Promise me, but I'm serious, that you won't do that again. You have to really mean it," the fact that I broke a promise hurt him I guess.

I couldn't keep letting the only person who stood there for me since, literally, day 1 of me moving here, "I promise I won't do it and I'm not kidding."

I had started to walk home and Aybek was getting irritated at the fact that I was moving a lot, but it was funny to me though. We continue to talk about or lives and then we go on to talking about how everyone has changed since Aybek left.

Aybek pauses the music that he had been playing and then asks, "Have I changed?"

"No," I say immediately because he hasn't changed in any way except for the good.

He smiles, "Really?"

"Yeah... have I changed though?" I had to ask.

"I mean yeah, but in a good way. Like you're a better person," Aybek sounded sarcastic like always but I knew he did mean it.

I start to get closer to home and I tell him that I have to go, mainly because I don't like my family eavesdropping on me. We say bye and I get home to my grandma sleeping on the couch and my brother dancing to Sofia the Princess. I walk past them and go to my room where I lay there and think about everything that I've done in the past week and a half. I start crying and try to sleep but then my grandma came to bug me to go to the store with her. Sometimes I wish Aybek were still her because I would have had such a better summer than I had anticipated.

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