Chapter One

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She is my best friend in the whole entire world, my earliest memories are with her. Nobody has ever been able to take her place, not in a million years. She was the one who held my hand when I cried every day after my parents decided to split up and ruin my life. She was the one who got me through the dark days; made me smile through my tears, laugh when I could barely make sense of anything and she was the one who helped fix me back up to my old happy, bubbly self.

I never felt alone until the day Olivia came to me with such a sad look.

She was such a bright, happy soul. Her smile would brighten up any room and make even a stranger feel welcome. There was no shine to her usually big twinkling eyes. It was as if I were staring at a doll, eyes in a daze and distant. No emotion on her face at all.

"Olivia?" I pulled her towards me and held her tight.

"I have to tell you something important, but you have to hear me out and please don't be mad." She said.

"You're my best friend, why would I ever be mad with you?" I laughed but the cold look on her face made me think twice. She pushed me away and sighed heavily, like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. I didn't like this, it was a side to my best friend that I hadn't seen for a very long time. I thought back to the time she told me she had snapped my favourite dolls leg off by mistake when we were seven years old. However something inside me said this was going to be alot worse.

My heart began thumping in my chest, the back of my mouth felt drier than a desert and my legs felt wobbly as I listened to the words falling from my best friends mouth.

"I kissed Daniel yesterday, but it meant nothing."

What?

My best friend kissed my boyfriend?

It was a wind up.

I stared at her and she couldn't look at me.

Why was she saying these things? Did she not realise how much it was hurting and the horrible things flashing through my head.

"Why? Why would you do that?" I stammered.

"It meant nothing, just a drunken mistake. Believe me, I feel awful but I had to tell you, you're my best friend." Olivia replied standing in front of me with her head down while I stood trying to process everything she had said. It took alot for me to stop from having a mental breakdown there and then.

"Best friend?" I spat angrily. The tears were already flowing now, my head was a sticky mess. This girl wasn't someone I needed to be around right now.

"Just leave me alone." I yelled at her and ran down the road to my house without glancing back.

"Hannah please, I'm sorry."

I pretended not to hear her pathetic apologies. How dare she! I hated her so much, and him. They were both welcome to each other now.

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