Santa's Daughter (1st bk of Santa Series) (Completed)

Chapter 3 (Edited)

The top floor bathroom was where I go when I needed a good cry. No one came into the bathroom, because there were better ones on the second and first floor, plus a new one on the third floor, also. So, this was my safe haven. It had been for about 6 years, since we were in a private school. The good thing was, we got to wear casual clothing Monday and Friday. Our uniform days were in between those two days, and older females, those that were in middle school and up, got to wear khaki pants, if we didn't want to wear the skirts.

I sat down and tears started to stream down my face. I cried silently, not wanting anyone to know my pain and suffering. The weight of the world seemed to be on my shoulders, and I didn't like it.

The door was pushed open, but I didn't look at the door, knowing that it was my friends. There was a long tensed silence, that was getting on my nerves. However, I wasn't speaking first this time.

"Mary?" Madison said, after a few minutes of the tensed silence. Concern was written in her voice, but I didn't know why.

I looked up to see her and John standing at the door. I could tell that they were worried about me, because it was not every day that I had asked to go to the bathroom.

I tried to smile, trying to say that everything was alright, but they knew that something was troubling me. They knew that I was hurting inside, because I knew that they didn't believe me, well Madison not being the one that believed me.

"Hi, Guys," I said, sounding a little too cheerfully. I cursed in my head, knowing how fake that sounded.

"Are you alright?" Madison asked, as she came and sat down besides me. "I mean, the look that Jannit was giving you, I thought you would've punched her through the wall." I couldn't help but smile because sometimes it was great to have a friend that can be funny and concerned at the same time.

"Ya, I guess I just needed to cry some," I replied, a smile playing on my lips. A couple of tears streamed down my face as I looked at John, raising an eyebrow."Are you gonna sit down to, Birmingham? Or are you just going to stand there like a statue?"

"Do you want me to?" There was a worried expression on his face. I shrugged and scooted over a bit so he can sit down. "I didn't say I didn't believe you, Mary." He sat down, almost touching me.

I blushed and looked away from him. I knew he was right 'cause I told Mr. Flanskey 'my two best friends.' "I'm sorry I just... I just thought that maybe you didn't believe me either because you didn't say anything."

"Mary, you know that I don't usually speak up when you two are fighting. It doesn't mean that I don't believe you, I just don't want to hurt my two best friends. I don't want to have to agree with one or the other."

"That is kinda what I thought at first, but... I didn't know if that is the way you felt about... it," I said, looking up at him to see if he was hurt or not about what I thought.

He chuckled, and we started to laugh with him. It felt good to laugh and just to be with my best friends. We all gathered in a group hug, a big happy family.

"So, do you believe me, now?"

They nodded, and I felt relieved. We got out of the hug and just looked at each other.

"Thanks, guys. I knew I could trust you to tell this new fact about my life, and you two would be there for me. Ya'll don't know how grateful I am to have good friends like both of you."

They started to blush bright pink, making me laugh.

"Y-y-ya'll l-l-look j-just li-ke, like me!" I exclaimed, making them laugh along with me.