“ Life itself is the most wonderful fairytale. ”
Hans Christian Andersen.
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“ Tyler at one time was my friend, I met him when Aimee, Phoebe's cousin had taken us to a college party. He became a good friend of mine, but when my dad died we became closer, since nobody but him understood how I felt. He had lost his mother at a young age too, I thought he just liked me like a little sister or a friend but he had wanted more. So one night he came to my house drunk ” Kiya couldn't continue due to the lump that had formed in her throat, Harry sat beside her on the bed and pulled her in for a hug.
“ you really don't have to retell the whole thing, I like you no matter what your past is. Besides that's all it was the past, nothing more. ” he whispered rubbing circles on her back to calm her down.
“ I really don't understand why you would like me. ” she murmured against his chest.
“ I don't understand that too, but all I know is that I just like you. I don't need to have a reason. ”
“ my mother didn't like you at first because she thought you were like Tyler, but I guess now she knows you aren't like him. ” she said.
“ I talked to her, I knew she would like me after that. Parents always like me. ” he teased.
A soft knock on the door interrupted them, “ this door has been closed for far too long, I'm coming in so if you guys aren't wearing anything I suggest you do now. ” Phoebe announced opening the door.
“ gosh! You're acting like my mom right now, you know that right? ” Kiya rolled her eyes at her friend.
“ I know that, but I also know I'm just doing what any best friend would do, and that is to annoy the hell out of you. ” she smiled.
Later once Harry had left the two girls were left watching the TV when a knock was heard. Phoebe offered to go and open the door, she opened the door to a middle aged man with blonde hair and pale blue eyes, she instantly recognised as the man Kiya had gone to report to the police.
“ is Candice here? ” the man asked without wasting any minute, Phoebe raised her eyebrow “ who are you? ”
“ listen kid, I need to talk to her can you call her for me? ” he snapped.
“ I'm seventeen so I think you can drop the silly nick name. ” she rolled her eyes, “ and no, Candice isn't here so I suggest you leave now. ” she slowly started to close the door but the man put his hand out to hold it.
“ what do you mean she isn't here? ” he asked.
“ arrgh! I mean she currently isn't in this house, please just go. ” Phoebe tried again to close the door but the man kept on holding it open.
Kiya sensing that Phoebe had been gone for a long time, she left her room and went to look at why her friend hadn't yet returned. Walking to the living room she found the door slightly opened but nobody was there.
She cautiously walked to the door and pulled it open, nobody stood on the other side except for the empty night streets. “ Phoebe! This isn't funny, stop hiding. ” she called out to her friend.
