I begin knocking on a door. Each knock hurting my fist, feeling as if my entire hand was being bruised. Moments later the door opens and I see Jessica in her pj's with her hair in a bun.
"Krissa?" she says as she lets me into her apartment. "What are you doing here?? Are you okay?" she asks.
"Um. Not really." I say.
"You look a mess! What happened?" she continues to ask me questions which make me feel like crying right on the spot.
"It's a long story, but I really didn't know where to go.." I say.
"No, no it's okay. Take a seat." she leads me to her little sofa in her small living room then she walks to her kitchen.
"Did you bring anything with you?" she asks as she prepares a cup of tea for me.
"Well, I had luggage with me, but I don't know what happened to it." I say "Actually, I've been wandering Toronto for hours.. all night." I add.
"Oh you poor thing." Jessica says as she walks towards me with a little white cup. She sits next to me and hands me the cup. I take a sip of the warm milky tea and I suddenly feel a little better.
"How about I get you some clothes and then we can talk about what's going on, okay?" Jessica asks and I simply nod and continue drinking my tea and with that she walks into her room.
I feel quite broken. I never really know what a heart break felt like. Abel didn't break my heart honestly.. it was Emily. Emily was my soul mate. Not my soul mate in a romantic way or sexual way, but we've been friends since we were kids and I really thought we'd be friends forever. Not ONCE did Emily hurt me like this. She's lied, but with good intentions; this benefited her and only her. All this time I thought she was supporting me and Abel, but she wasn't at all. She was just lying to me, lying about everything.
Jessica comes back with a white t shirt and pj pants and I thank her. After I put the clothes on and wash my face we sit down together and I tell her everything. I tell her how me and Abel had been seeing each other and how things were going really well for a bit. I tell her how I found out about Emily and Abel. I go on and on about how they were the most important people in my life and how much it hurts knowing they did this to me. And then I cry. I cry and cry. I cry until I couldn't cry anymore. My body drained.
"I'm really sorry this happened Krissa." she says while she wraps her arm around me.
"Yeah, so am I." I say. "Out of all people.. Emily."
"Yeah, I never trusted that bitch" Jessica says and I chuckle.
"Hey, you're strong. You're gonna be okay." she says.
I know I'll be okay, but I'm just really hurt. I don't know how to cope at this point. Emily was my only real friend.
"And I'm always here for you." Jessica says and I thank her with a warming hug.
Jessica sets up the couch with blankets and pillows and let's me borrow a charger, clothes and even some cash. She tells me I can stay as long as I need and with that she goes to bed.
I plug in my phone into the charger and after a few minutes my phone is blowing up from missed calls, text messages, and voicemails.
Abel!:): krissa??
Abel!:): answer me.
Abel!:): are u there?? where are u??
Em: KRISSA. LET ME EXPLAIN.
Em: where are you??
Em: Come back!!
Em: Answer me!!!!Please
And more and more and more that I didn't bother replying to. I'm not sure if I'll ever speak to them again, especially Emily.
I lay down on Jessica's brown leather couch and wrap myself with her white cotton blanket. The warmth consumes me and all I do is think. I have a million thoughts in my head. It's hard to take in so much at once.
Right when I'm about to drift into a deep sleep, my phone beeps. I drag myself off the couch and get my phone from small wooden table across the living room. I pick up my phone and see a message from Lamar, one of Abels friends.
Lamar: Abel needa talk to you.
I sigh in surrender, they're never gonna give up.
I have nothing to say to him, okay?
Lamar: Ok but he has something to say to you. He's actually upset.
Well, good. He should be considering how terrible what he did is.
Lamar: Text him back then
Anger boils inside me. My sadness is replaced with hatred. I begin to type:
I can't believe you. This is the worst thing anyone has ever done to me. I can't believe you, god.
Moments later I get a reply.
Abel:): i know. i'm sorry. i really fucked up but you know i like you. just come meet up with me and i promise i'll explain.
I hesitate, but finally reply:
No.
I can't believe he thinks I'll give him the time of day after what he did. He's insane; He's crazy if he thinks I'm gonna forgive him anytime soon.
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Wanderlust [ editing ]
FanfictionCOMPLETED Krissa is a 21 year old medic students studying in the University of Toronto. Being stressed from her nonstop study life she goes to a club trying to have a good time. Little did she know that that night changed her forever. She meets "ba...