Girl Online 2 (discontinued)

⭐️Chapter Six⭐️

I sit down on my bed and think. What have I done wrong? Why must something always go badly? I put on a hoodie and scramble outside. I stare at Elliot's house. "Please..." I whisper. "Come back." The night sky is pitch black and scary, but with the street lights it looks rather lovely. It would make a nice picture. "Stop it!" I tell myself. "Now is not the time to think about photos." I pinch myself for punishment. I run to Noah's house and ring the doorbell. Tears are now running down my cheeks. I need to talk about this to Noah. He'll make me feel better, as, now, I have no best friend. I cry harder than ever as I think that last sentence.
"What's up?" Noah asks, still half asleep.
"Eh..Eh.. Elliot!" I say, still crying.
"What's happened? Come in!" Noah now looks wide awake and worried.
He ushers me in and takes hold of my hand.
"Elliot! Ah! He.. He's going! He! He's left me! Elliot! Has! Ah! He doesn't! Want to! Be my friend! Anymore!" I squeal.
"Elliot doesn't want to be your friend anymore?" Noah asks, astonished.
I'm now sobbing.
"But, you're best friends! Aren't you?" Noah asks.
"We! Ahh! We're! He wants! To be alone! So that! He doesn't! Need to! Miss me!" I yelp. I'm utterly embarrassed with my pathetic cries.
"That makes no sense." Noah says, in a comforting voice. "He'll come crawling back to you. I know he will. You two are best friends."
He pulls me closer and hugs me to him. "I love you." I manage to say without sobbing between each word.
"I love you too. And so does Elliot."
Noah cups my face with his hands and kisses me. Right now, I feel so much better. It makes me realize that losing one person doesn't mean losing everyone.
I still have Noah. I still have Mum. I still have Dad. I still have my brother, Tom. These thoughts help me stop crying.
"Would you like to stay here for the night? You might need someone with you." Noah says, to break up the kiss.
"Yes. Please." I reply.
"Follow me. I can give you a tour of my house in the morning, but now it's much too late."
I follow Noah upstairs. From what I see of it, Noah's house is gorgeous.
"Now, it's bedtime, young lady. Get in here!" Noah commands, in a hilarious voice.
"Okay, daddy." I say this in a child's voice.
I get in Noah's King bed and fall asleep as he reads me a story.