Chapter Two
*Claire*
"What are you doing here?" I asked Vic. Ya see, Vic and his younger brother Mike, were my best friends when I was younger. We did everything together. But after the accident, I never talked to them again.
"I was coming home from a dinner. Claire, why were you trying to...?"
I just stayed there and stared into his eyes. "Claire, I'm waiting for an answer."
"It's a long story, thirteen years long." I mumbled. "I have time." Vic warmly smiled at me and we both sat on the bench.
"Okay, go on with your story." Vic said after we got comfortable.
I drew in a shaky breathe and prepared my story. This is going to take a while.
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"And were was I through all of this?!" Vic asked as I had finished telling him the story.
"I had pushed you guys away remember." I mumbled through the tears that had fallen freely from my eyes.
"It's okay, I'm back. And as for all that other stuff, we'll get through it." He smiled as he rubbed my back.
"Damn it Vic, your always smiling!"
I laughed and so did he. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?!"
"Definitely a good thing!" Vic smiled once again and tucked his hair behind his ear.
"So what have you been doing these past years?" I asked, curious as to if he ever moved on with his life.
"Oh ya know, school,school,and more school."
"Ugh, tell me about it." I said and rolled my eyes.
Vic chuckled and looked at our surroundings.
"It's getting late. You should head home."
"I know. I'm just going stay here for a while and then head back."
"Okay Claire. I'm trusting you."
"I promise." I said and stuck out my pinky finger. Vic wrapped his around mine for about five seconds and then smiled.
"Bye. I'll see ya tomorrow at school Claire."
"Bai." I waved and took in a shaky breath.
I had told my old best friend... all he's missed out on.
I have to admit, it feels good once you let all your feelings out instead of just keeping them bottled in you.
I sat there, on the bench, for about thirty minutes. Then I decided to go "Home"
I walked through the door, into an empty house.
I walked in the kitchen and got some juice then went up to my room.
As I sat on my bed I realized I needed music.
I hit shuffle on my phone and Metallica came on.
I laid down on my back and thought what just happened.
Vic came back into my life. And that's good. Right?
