Stumbling Through

The Best of Friends

Up slightly earlier than expected due to some changes I made to my plan - I ended this chapter earlier than I expected, however there is still only one chapter left to go (I don't know how long it's going to be though or how long it'll take to type. I have some pre-written so hopefully it won't take too long)

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Chapter Twenty-Eight

Willow’s POV:

 

I stared helplessly at my two best friends, waiting for either one of them to talk.

“So you just left him with Makayla?” Chrissie asked me incredulously. Not helping with the fact that my stomach was still tossing about since a few hours ago. “Weren’t you worried? You do realise that she likes Derek right?”

She was being brutally blunt – and I honestly didn’t expect anything from her at this point.

But ouch – couldn’t she see I was already in a fragile state?

My gut clenched painfully as her words took their effect. “The thought that she might did cross my mind.” I told her quietly.

From Chrissie’s left Jenny’s arm shot out to hit her with a painful thwack that could be audibly heard.

“Don’t listen to her.” Jenny rushed to comfort me, whilst Chrissie let out a small grunt gripping on to her arm where she’d been hit. “I doubt there’s anything going on between the two of them.” She continued.

I grimaced. “Actually I’m pretty sure she does at least like him.” I admitted, remembering the look that had been on Makayla’s face when I had gone over to her house, and when I’d left her and Derek alone at his house yesterday. “And even if she doesn’t,” I continued. “She’s still one of Derek’s best friend, and she definitely doesn’t like me.”

I could tell with one glance how much Makayla meant to Derek. What if he broke up with me for the sake of their friendship?

I hadn’t been in Derek’s life even slightly as long as Makayla had.

“But you’re his girlfriend.” Jenny pointed out to me, in another attempt to comfort.

I gave her a small smile, before shrugging my shoulders, absolutely hating how insecure I was feeling right now. “I know.” I agreed with her. “But with everything that’s going on Derek still needs her around.”

Even if it did make my gut punch with jealousy. They had years of friendship between them – and I didn’t want to be the one to break that.

It would be selfish of me to want the two of them to be apart.

Taking in my words Jenny gave me a curious look.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing… it’s just that that’s surprisingly mature of you.” She told me.

I narrowed my eyes at the word ‘surprisingly’. “I’ve always been mature.” I told her sourly.

Her lips twisted into a smile. “True.” She agreed. “But this feels different.” He eyes scanned over me in thought as if she was trying to spot a physical difference in me. “Usually you give off this innocent vibe. Today it feels…strange. More adult or something.”