Chapter 1 - Typical Breakup Aftermath
As I enter the room the first thing I notice is the clutter of snot filled tissues surrounding the overflowing bin. That was the first sign which meant this was only the beginning of the day that lay ahead of me. I could see the big lump under the covers and went to approach her.
"Zea, come on, get out of the blankets. You can't stay in there forever," I told her as I sat on the edge of the double bed.
"Yes I can, i'll die if I come out!," she said, her voice hoarse from all the crying she had done before I had arrived.
"No you won't, you aren't some vampire who will turn to ash in the sunlight or as you see nowadays in that stupid vampire movie you love so much, you won't sparkle either so just get your butt out of there!" I scolded her. I know I sound like her mum but this how you get her out, trust me on this. I've done this so many times I can't even count on both hands.
"How could you, Love!" a muffled scream came from under the duvet. "You cannot diss Twilight! How would you like it if i dissed one of the shows you watch!" Her voice came out strained. She was trying her utmost best to not come out to defend her beloved movie. I have no idea why she loved it so much but i really couldn't say anything to her otherwise she would attack me about how i love Doctor Who, Sherlock and all the others I would die without. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to lie still under her monstrous cave of blankets if i touched any of her beloved posters i knew my next move.
I walked slowly over to her "wall of flame". I know what you're thinking, what a weird name, even i thought that but Zea explained the meaning behind it. It was supposed to be like the "hall of fame" with a twist so the hall had become her wall and the flame was associated to the fact that she had hot actors and musicians up so that somehow represented warmth and burning which equates to flame. I have no idea how she thought of it but that's my best friend for you.
"Zea, who do you like the most? Channing Tatum? Alex Pettyfer? Your vampire, Robert Pattingson? Or is Patterson? Oh wait how could I forget Leo? Yes it's him isn't it? Well then let me just get that permanent marker you had and i don't know, doodle on him."
At this she tried to jump up to defend her wall but as she was wrapped in her blankets she landed in a heap on the floor. She gave me a death glare from there but all i could notice were how puffy and bloodshot her eyes were. I wonder how long she had been crying before she had called me. It looked like she was ready for another round of crying so i had to do something about it now. "Don't you dare tou-"
"Calm down, you know I wouldn't actually do that and it just shows you wanted to come out. Also I told you you wouldn't die if you came out of that cocoon of yours," I smirked. She was annoyed that was evident but right now she needed the support of someone to get over whatever jerk broke up with her this time. She just sighs at that and i can see the tears brimming in her eyes ready to spill again. He must have really hurt her a lot this time which means it calls for extreme measures.
"Hey Zea, I brought you something I know will cheer you up right away!"Her ears perked up at this, "I'm pretty sure you know what it is, it's like your favourite thing in the world!" She started to wriggle with excitement still stuck underneath the covers. I had bought it on my way over just incase of an incident like this. Zea's triple chocolate ice cream works wonders with her, ever need her to forgive you just present her with this and she will pounce at it forgetting what she was angry at in the first place.
Zea struggled her way out of the blankets and shot up. She tried to sprint towards me only to end up tripping over her blanket and falling onto her face. She huffed and crawled her way over to me, reaching out for her beloved ice cream.
"My precious," she croaked, impersonating smeagol from the Lord of the rings. We were in love with the whole series. I cannot believe people could sleep through the movies! They were a little on the longer side but that does not mean it is boring. It had a great story line and if people can't appreciate that then I don't know how to deal with them.
Zea had already grabbed grabbed a spoon and was eating the ice cream. Moaning after every spoon, all I could think about was how lucky I was that we were inside her house and not out. The embarrassment I would be feeling was unexplainable. It had happened before, we were outside on a nice sunny afternoon so we got an ice cream to cool down. Oh how that was a bad idea! Zea wouldn't stop it with her moaning, everyone looked at her as if she were crazy - I could even feel that some guys around were getting sexually aroused. After that incident i vowed to never have ice cream out with her again.
I walked my way back over to her bed dodging all of the scattered clothes, tissues and random things. It was like like a minefield, one wrong move and I would be gone. I sighed with relief when I reached her bed and sat down waiting for Zea to finish her delicious ice cream.
After she had her fill Zea sighed, curling back into the ball of blankets. It was time for her to get over the jerk that broke her heart again. "Zea, what happened with him this time? Actually who was it? And when Keira gets here we'll kick his butt as we always do!" Oh i forgot to mention but Keira's my other best friend.
"No, you don't need to do that."
"We never need to do anything, we always want to do it! We can't just let any stupid idiot break your heart and leave unscathed!" I argued. Zea's eyes were brimming with tears which meant another flood of tissues was going to be needed. I took tissue and walked towards her, handing the tissue over when I reached her. "What's wrong? Usually you're all up for us to get revenge so what's happened this time?" I gently asked.
"I... I think I... lov-"
"Don't even say that word! You do not love him! It's been what a week since you met him? And you think you're in love! You know my opinion on love which means you also know not to say that to me."
"Yeah but I think it really is love this time," Zea whimpered.
"You've said that all the other times! This dumb bone is just like all the others and before you say he's different, let me tell you he isn't!" I began to explain. Zea is just so naive about these things, any guy could literally say he loves her and she will believe it. The only good thing out of it is that she at least has the sense not to sleep with him after he says those three words. She thinks if he loves her he would wait until she wants to do it which is on her wedding night. I'm not saying it's a bad thing but there aren't really any guys who would wait until then.
"I'm so sure of it this time. This time was different. He was different. He wasn't like the usual guys, he was sweet, kind and caring. I had this other feeling this time but he said..."
"What did he say?" I was having to wring it out of her. This wasn't like her at all. Once Zea began ranting she would never stop. She was beginning to frighten me with her sudden change from all of her other breakups.
"It doesn't matter. I just need time to feel like I can face the world knowing I've just lost the love of my life," Zea sniffled. She was just being way too dramatic. I don't know whether she really liked him because of her sudden moods switching from here to the other side of the universe and back again.
"Okay okay, you want to do the usual? Then when Keira arrives we'll talk about it?"
"Fine, let me just get myself ready and we can go to the usual place." I could feel the smile in her voice. She needed this. It should get all her frustration out towards whoever the guy was this time. It will be good for her and secretly I love going there. We always have an amazing time out there.
When Zea was ready we left in her car to do one of the best but painful things ever, to play paintball.
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