INSEPARABLE

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People say you create your own destiny but I say you create future. God creates destiny.

He bonds people for a reason.

He brought Jake into my life for a reason.

I met Ashton for a reason too.
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I haven't seen Ashton the whole day. Everytime I don't know where he is, I feel more and more connected to him.
I pull out my novel in order to distract myself.

I hear foot steps. I'm not in for drama so, I ignore whoever is approaching.

"Can we talk?" Megan slowly walks into the room. A small smile tugged on her lips.

"Yeah, sure." I said excitedly, placing my book down.

"First of all ask me anything you'd wanna know. You have 3 questions." she uttered plopping on my bed.

I contemplate the questions I've been meaning to ask her, when it hit me.

"Where were you when Jake died?"

"It's funny how we both lost the people we loved most in one day." She played with the cover of my novel.

"What do you mean?"

"You remember my father, he had leukaemia. He was operated on five times. And the last time he died. He fought for two years but he gave up."

"Oh my word, Megan I'm so sorry." I pulled her in a warm tight hug. Feeling remorse of the way I behaved with her. I judged her unfairly. Which makes me a terrible person.

"It's ok Shallo." We pull back and locked eyes.

"It's not. I'm a bad person."

"You are not a bad person. You are just surrounded by bad people." I don't know what she means but I loved where we're getting on. I take friendship personal and I almost lost a friend because I did not try to listen to her. I should learn to hear people's side of the story and I won't be such a bad person.

"Two more questions." She rubs her hands together like a villain.

"Why didn't you call us?" I sound doubtful but I really need answers at the moment.

"I called Daniella. She told me she doesn't solve issues on the phone, before hanging up on me."

"I'm sorry Megan. I should've tried to reach out to you and I didn't. " I swear if I had a gun in my hand, I would've pulled the trigger on me just to ease the regret.

"Stop apologising. One more question." She beams at me and that's when I realised this girl is a sweetheart.

"Why did you give me the Gist magazine?"

"Because I missed you bitch." She shouts. The excitement vanishing.

"I wanted to talk to you. Hear your voice and see if you were still the same sweet Shay I once met. But I failed. I couldn't read anything, it's like you've changed." She looks away trying to blink away the tears.

I don't know what to do, so I pull her in another embrace. Maybe I have changed. I lost the only person I truly loved. I shouldn't use it as an excuse to push people away but they should understand, I'm emotionally hurting.

"I'm sorry Megan." She smiles broadly, walking to the Bluetooth speaker in one of the corners. She turns it on and pairs her Bluetooth with the speaker and played our all time song, Abule by Patoranking. I swear this guy never sings a whack ass song. We both jump off the bed and danced to the beat. She sings along and I wind a bit.

My eyes land on the tall figure leaning against the door frame. How long has he been creepily looking at us, goofing around?

Megan stops the music when she saw we have company. My eyes lock with Ashton's. I could see Megan peeking at Ashton then at me. She awkwardly hurried to the door, waving goodbye.

I go back to reading when I felt him sagging down next to me. Omg!! Next time I'll tell him to maintain the distance.

"What do you need?" I awkwardly look up at him.

"You!" A wave of nervousness rushes from my toes to my stomach. What does he mean?

"I mean, I need you to listen to what I want to say." I put my novel away and turn to him.

"Yes?"

"Maia and I aren't dating." I frown not sure if I should say anything or to just listen.

"And don't give me that look because it's the truth."

"Why are you telling me?"

"Because you look like a lost child everytime you see me with her. Jealousy. Written all over your face. You like me. But you believe you can only ever like one person, Jake."

"You can hang out with as many girls as you want. I wouldn't even care. I don't like you. Stop being corky."

"Pride." He ended the conversation by grabbing his towel and walks to the bathroom.

If him and Miss Make-up Artist aren't dating, why does she parade herself around the whole place like she owns him? Why am I even asking myself which does not concern me?

I still need to figure out what is wrong with Danny. She's been blowing everyone away lately.