Chapter 28: It’s Ben & Jerry’s, I think we’re going to lose.
Lake and I sat on her bed as we stared blankly on the television. After hearing the dreadful news about the boys leaving the day before the dance, we decided to lay-off from them – most specifically from our boyfriends so as to not breakdown in hysterics. After school, we took the train going to Lake’s house to have some alone girl time; well basically it meant we were going to mope together.
Our boyfriends didn’t want us to know just yet but it was a good thing Harry slipped. If not for him, we wouldn’t have known ‘til the dance. What I’m trying to say is, Harry is sometimes of good help. He certainly knows something else other than his never ending flirts with literally all the blondes he sees.
So now we’re sat on the bed, looking past the movie set up as we thought things through. The five-year separation was coming up so fast, I’m afraid that when I blink one more time, Louis’ gone. I have so much thought in my head right now and all I can think about is how I’m only 18 years old and I’m facing all the unthinkable problems a girl my age could possibly have. And then again, it leads me to the question: why me?
“Does it hurt?” Lake suddenly asked. I turned to her but her gaze was glued onto the television.
I shrugged, “I guess.” I really don’t know what to feel right now. With my dad’s condition, Mr. Welsh’s deceiving talents and my five-year separation with Louis, I don’t think I’ll be able to point out even one emotion from the inside.
Lake snorted, “I don’t even know if my heart’s clenching is a sign of pain.”
I’ve never seen Lake so emotional, I’ve never seen her so depressed and lonely. She was always outgoing, always the active one. She was always the one who lifts up my spirits. She rarely gets mad; she gets annoyed all the time though. And she rarely mopes. So it’s actually strange for me to witness her like this. It’s a new aura I didn’t know she had.
So I guess the only emotion I can point right now is responsiveness to my best friend’s unusual behavior.
She rested her head on my shoulders as she sobbed quietly. I can only imagine how hard this would be for us. But I do have a great feeling that Lake will be over this in no time, knowing her, she wouldn’t allow herself to be drowned in negative energy for too long. I know she’ll get pass this sooner than I can.
Lake has her family intact. She has her older brother to take care of her, to make sure that she’s going to be alright. And she has me. Well I on the other hand, I’m an only child with a dying father and a mother to console after everything goes downhill. But I have my best friend too; I know she won’t just leave me. So I guess I’ll be coping up a little tad slower than her.
“Knock, knock.” Someone said from the open door.
“Get out. I don’t want to see your face.” Lake snapped. I turned to see Zayn and Louis at the door, ice cream tubs on their hands. I ignored the Ben & Jerry’s they’re holding as I mentally told myself that ice cream isn’t going to melt my aching heart. That ice cream isn’t going to make me feel any better but what the hell? Who am I kidding?!
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