31- Someone To You

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Francis' POV

We have the match tomorrow so I am going to the soccer practice right now. I see Chloe leaving her classroom and I glance away. I want nothing to do with her now. I think.

"Hey Fran" I hear Felicity's voice from behind me.

"Hey Fel, what's up?"

"Soccer practice? I have dance club so we can leave together today" she tells me.

"Okay. I'll wait for you in the parking lot"

We start walking towards the bleachers.

"I know I have asked this a million times but how you doing with the Felix and Brynn thing?" I ask her carefully.

"And once again I'm telling you that I'm fine. It isn't like I am in love with him or anything you know. I just really like him. But again, I stopped talking to him without even giving him a reason so maybe I deserve this" she says flicking of the fact that she is upset.

"Hey! Don't say that. You are doing this so that he is not in danger. And I don't think Felix likes Brynn. Maybe it was a one-time thing" I say.

"Doesn't matter. Brynn got what she wanted. Anyways, enough about me. What about you?" she asks. 

"What about me?"

"I saw you looking at Chloe, Fran. Why aren't you talking to her? She's not in the group. It wouldn't be weird with everyone else if you talk just to her" Fel says.

"That's not the reason I'm not making any move. She is Brynn's best friend" I tell her hoping this is explaination enough. 

"I don't think she knows that Brynn threatened me Fran. She isn't even at fault here"

"Aren't best friends supposed to know this? I mean don't you and Summer tell each other like everything?" I ask her.

"Yeah we do. But we didn't up until a month and a half ago"

"Ugh. Chuck it. Look Fel, I don't want us to get involved in Brynn's life any more than we already are. Then may it be her best friend or her ex-boyfriend" I look at her pointily and teasingly at the same time as I put my arm around her shoulder.

***

Felicity's POV

"Oh Nity, City and Fran. The Rodrigues family has invited us over for lunch this weekend" mom says as she pours milk in all of our cereals.

"Oh yeah. Their daughter- Aspen, told us about it a month ago. But I guess her mom didn't talk to you until now" I say with my mouth full of cheerios.

"No Viola did tell me a month ago" mom says and looks briefly at dad. Dad looks back at her and clears his throat.

"We, um, just wanted to wait until you had a few sessions with Penelope. So that we'd know you're okay, you know? So that we know you wouldn't say or do anything" dad says avoiding my eyes.

I thought we were past this. But this is never gonna stop, is it? Until...

"You know what dad? No. I don't know. And you wanted me to have sessions with my therapists right? So I'm gonnna do just that" I say and I get up in a huff.

I snatch my phone and the keys angrily from the coffee table and day "I'm going to see Penelope"

***

I am outside Penelope's office right now. Or clinic. Whatever this is. And I finally feel like I can tell her the truth. I trust her. She's a really kind and generous person. She'd understand and she's help me. And it's high time.

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