Gamer Girls

One Year Later

As a year goes by, it seems like yesterday I had just met Kismet. I know her interests, like horse back riding. She also loves Cross Country! Which is especially cool since I like to run as well. Platonic soulmates? Probably.

"Dude when are we gonna meet up?" I texted Kismet.

"idk" she replied.

"yo y u being so dry shorty?" I playfully asked.

"something is just on my mind rain. ttyl." She answered.

I set my phone down questioning what was wrong. "Is she angry at me?" "Did I say something?" . Various thoughts crossed my mind throughout the whole day. I felt so anxious as though there were knots in my stomach. What is a girl to do when her best friend is alone and grieving? ONE MUST WORRY. I tried calming down and doing some breathing techniques. As I stopped hyperventilating, I realized how obnoxious I was being. Why was I worrying so much?! I couldn't blame myself though, because I do have severe anxiety. And that's when it hit me! I forgot to take my meds today. I don't necessarily have a diagnosis for my disorder. but they label it anxiety because it does have a little bit of similarity.

"Rain!!" My grandma yelled up the stairs. (Yes, I live with my grandparents.) "Time for dinner!"

I started to run down the hallway to the steps, purposefully making noise so she knew that I was coming.

"Hey hermit what have you been doing all day?" My grandfather asked.

"Well..-"

I'm not allowed to talk to anyone I don't know on the internet. At all. No exceptions, I guess boomers aren't known to be as opened minded when it came to social media.

"I was just playing Minecraft with Amelia." I calmly said. I've had some experience with lying, so it comes out very smoothly.

"That is great." My grandfather said and smirked.

"Do you ever not play that game? Why don't you spend some quality time with your family?" The old lady bluntly asked.

"Oh chill out." I blurted. Maybe I'm not so smooth.

I filled my plate with some plain old meal like every other night and sat down at the dinner table.

"So how's Amelia doing?" My grandpa asked.

"She's fine." I said. Amelia being my old best friend that used me. When she moved away, she completely ghosted me.

"That's good." He answered.

"How long did you stay up last night? You seem tired." My grandma questioned.

"I dunno." I replied.

"How do you not know? Can't you just check the time?" She argued.

"I just don't remember jesus christ." I raised my voice a little to add emphasis.

"I was just asking you a question Rain. Don't be so up tight about everything. This is what I mean!" She turned to her husband.

He looked at me, then to her.

"She's always being so rude to us. She's always hurting my feelings and never hangs out with us anymore. " She continued.

"I wonder why?" I murmured.

"What was that?" My grandma asked, obviously knowing the answer.

"Nothing."

"That's what I thought."

My grandma isn't the best, but she isn't the worst. I know that she loves me but her constantly questioning me about everything, and being so strict really annoys the shit out of me.

Silence fills the room. The only noise I hear is the utensils hitting the ceramic plates. When everyone is finished I take my dishes and place them into the sink and head right on upstairs.

"There she goes again-" my grandma says to my grandpa. But I get away to quickly to hear the rest of the conversation.

I check my phone again staring blankly at Kismets last text to me. Maybe I should text her again? Yeah. I'm gonna text her again.

"hey kismet wanna play some craft and talk?"

An hour goes by and she still hasn't answered.

"???"
*read 10:45*

She leaves me on read so I decide not to text again. We have been friends for a year now, and this is when she ghosts me? I've been through this before and it hurts like a bitch.

But for some reason this just hurts on a whole different level. Kismet is pretty insecure, so I only have a few pics of her from her instagram. So, that's what I set as her profile pic in my settings. In the picture her wavy brown hair caresses her cheek for the wind blew it into her face. The sun was setting in the back round but the only noticeable color in the picture is her shimmering blue eyes. Under her beautifully shaped eyes are her underrated ubiquitous freckles splattered across her face.

I have such a beautiful best friend. 

I'm done admiring the beautifully taken picture.

Buzz.

She replied.