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I Won't Let You Choke On Your Misery

Chapter 5 - Walking Travesty

6 MONTHS LATER
“I’m sorry!” she was sobbing, but her tears meant absolutely nothing to me. How could you do this to someone who is supposed to be your friend? I dropped my head, tears rolling down my cheeks. I didn’t want to be anywhere near her right now, I didn’t want to breathe the same air.
I looked her in the eyes and spoke quietly.

“Bye Fiona.” I turned and walked away from the girl I had called my best friend since I was 4, the girl who had just lost the right to call me a friend at all after what she had just told me. I didn’t look back and she didn’t try and follow me, she accepted this friendship was over. For good.

I had been walking through town for an hour, round and round. Not caring in the slightest where I was heading or what was to happen. Once the anger fizzled out, I was left with a broken heart. I had no tears left to cry and i had not lifted my eyes from the pavement below my feet. Someone tapped my shoulder.

“Excuse me, would you mind…” The girl in front of me was clutching a camera; she had stopped talking when she saw my face.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t realise …” She fumbled her words, not quite sure what to say.
Behind her stood a group of busily talking girls. They were surrounding what I assumed was a band by their excessive tattoos and the gooey look in the girls eyes.

“Did you want me to get a picture?”

“If you’re sure..?” I forced the best smile I could and she passed me the camera. One of the men put his arm round the girls shoulder and smiled. The camera flashed and she thanked him for the picture, giving him a hug. I handed her back the camera, forcing a smile.

“Thank you.” She smiled at me timidly in return and turned back to her friends.
As I walked around the crowd, I realised it was a lot bigger than I had first thought. There were people everywhere. On any other day I would have stopped and taken the opportunity to get some pictures too. But I wasn’t in the mood to be in front of a camera right now. I dropped my eyes to the floor again, hoping to avoid a repeat of what just happened. I didn’t feel like playing photographer either.

My phone rang in my pocket. Fiona I thought to myself, had she not got the message earlier? I pulled my phone out ready to cancel her call, but to my surprise it was Alice. I thought about cancelling it anyway, I wasn’t in the mood for talking. But I loved Alice with every piece of me, if anyone could pull me out of the dark hole I was in it was her.

“Hello?” my voice sounded so raw; there was no point in hiding anything from her anyway.

“Fiona just called me expecting me to help her, What a fucking nerve!” She was just as angry as I had been a few hours ago.

“She filled you in then.”

“Not exactly, she only told me she had done something terrible and didn’t know what to do about it. I was hoping she was being dramatic but by the sound of your voice…” I managed to find some tears from somewhere.

“Aw, Rose” Her voice was thick with sympathy and worry. I wiped the tears from my face with my sleeves and took a deep breath.

“It was her. She tore up Dad’s card” I was sobbing now. It was a memory I didn’t want to revisit. It had happened a few years ago and Fiona had chosen that now was a good time to tell me it was down to her. I threw a stupid party at my house; I was a complete train wreck. My Dad had just passed and i found my relief in the bottom of a bottle. At some point during that night, someone had gone into my room and had been through all of my stuff. Throwing all of my clothes on the floor and ripping my college work up. Among the college work was the very last birthday card I had received from my Dad, I found it ripped into little pieces. I was distraught when I found it; that card was the very last piece of him I had left.

There was a long silence down the phone.

“I am going to kill her.” Alice spat the words down the phone. If I hadn’t of hated Fiona so much I would have been scared for her. Oh how I loved Alice.

“Listen to me Rose; don’t let that bitch get to you. I’ll deal with her, don’t you worry about that. But for now, for tonight, there’s a concert in town and I have a spare ticket.

“Oh I don’t know Alice…” I wasn’t great company right now.

“Please? For me? I’m going to need some distracting or I’ll be waking up in a jail cell tomorrow” I smiled at the thought. I sighed.

“Pleeaaaseee?” I couldn’t say no to her.

“Ugh, fine! You win I’ll go” But I wasn’t going to pretend to be happy about it.

“Great! I’ll see you at seven.” She chimed and hung up.

Comments

Update or sequel! PLEASE!
Asdfghjkl; yes sequel pls. This is so good even though it killed my feels XD
SammyKay97 SammyKay97
5/17/13
FINALLY <3 and yes a sequel would be good and maybe you should get regular with updating one story before starting a second ._.
Rae.Barakitten Rae.Barakitten
5/14/13
aawww i like this :)
Shootupsunshine Shootupsunshine
5/13/13
hahaha 69 subscribers... haha... I wasn't the only one thinking it.