Random Bits of My Brain

Keep Your Eyes Open

Miranda's P.O.V:

She was always doing that.

Making last minute decisions, backing out when it's too late, letting people down...

My mother.

Or should I say, the shell of a mother.

She did only one facet of her job, making money to support my younger sister and I. Not that only doing a bit of her job as a mother stopped her from complaining. "Why didn't you do the dishes? Why didn't you make cookies for Alice's class? Why didn't you pay the bills or do the taxes?" It was enough to drive a saint crazy. I'm surprised I lasted as long as I had. 

But then again, everyone will break.

I wanted to be a chief, someone who could do what she loved while simultaneously make money. Of course, that wasn't what she wanted. I had to be a lawyer, doctor, or dentist and marry someone rich and who put the in laws before his wife. 

But then again, isn't that what I wanted?

I'm amazed that my supposed "closest friends" never noticed. Being the confidant and go-to person of the group really stunk. They never noticed the different choices I made, how different they are form before. Really, no one cared.

No one, that is, except for Drew.

He knew when I was about to break, when I needed someone to talk to, when I need someone to lean on. And when I needed someone to love me.

He's the person I feel most sorry to.

I wish that everyone had taken more notice in my feelings instead of being so self absorbed. Of course, they're only human.

I guess I'm an exception. 

I'm sorry, Alice. I don't know if she'll wake up. I can only hope Drew will help. I'm sorry, friends. I wish could'v helped more, Linda, I wish you and Christina realize you're happiest around each other, Brandon, and I hope you and Annica make up, Liann. And most of all, I'm sorry Drew. You're too good for me.

Good bye, everyone.

And I hope I make the front page.

Liann's P.O.V

"Annica, I'm sorry," I say, smiling a little and looking sincerely into my best friend's eyes.

"Me too, Li," she replied. "I realize that I've been neglecting you guys since I left. I hope You'll forgive me." After nodding my head, we embraced. 

Thinking back to Miranda's words, I smiled. 

"You guys seriously gotta sort your sh*t out. Seriously! You can't be mad at her for "neglecting" us! She's adjusting and making new friends. Just make up and quit fighting will you? What if I wasn't here someday, huh? What if I--" There she had cut off. 

Suddenly realizing something, I pulled back. Annica looked at me confusedly. "Are you okay?"

Shaking my head with a panicked expression, I asked,"didn't Mir say she was gonna meet us here an hour ago?"

Tilting her head to the side slightly, Annica pursed her lips. "Let me call her." As she dialed our friend's number, I started pacing. Something about the way she had spoken yesterday grated on my nerves. She usually wasn't so harsh, and the way she said she wan't going to be here anymore was highly suspisious. She hadn't even made a parting joke. 

Shaking out my reverie to find a worried Annica at my shoulder, I frowned even more. "What?"

"She didn't pickup," Annica replied, her face paling. This was unlike Miranda. She was never late and she ALWAYS picked up her phone.