I nodded in return. I understood that her brother worrying was the last thing they'd need. "We can just sit outside, how about that?" I offered, gently leading her out of the bookstore, clenching her hand tightly.
I felt an immediate sensation of relief at the fresh air and took in a deep breath. I didn't want her to think I was pitying her. It was just opposite. Pieces fit and she became even more incredible. Even more strong.
"I don't know what any of that would be like." I said upfront. I could sympathsize with her, but I couldn't relate.
"I wouldn't ever want you to." I replied quietly, "Nobody deserves to go through what Mike and I did, especially what Mike went though..."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a minute, "Thank you." I said, looking towards her, as I wondered if she could ever understand how much her behaviour about all of this meant to me.
I swallowed hard and tried to imagine what they had gone through, shaking my head I realized I couldn't imagine it. It was too hard. Too painful. Casey was sweet and I was sure her brother was just as the way she talked about him.
I was caught off guard by her thank you. I couldn't understand why. I wiped quickly at the tears in my eyes. "Thanks?" I asked, "For what? I'm not doing anything."
"You're also not demanding we tell anybody, or acting like I'm somehow damaged goods..." I struggled to explain. "You're still talking to me the same way you were when you first came in the store..."
Didn't she get how important that was? Probably not, but that's not really her fault...I don't think I want her to really grasp it, actually.
"You're my friend," I stated plainly as if that would explain everything.
Should I be acting any different just because some bastard tried to ruin her life? No. Any I had the sudden urge to hurt anyone who would act differently to such a sweet girl.
"You're the only person I've ever told this stuff to..." I admitted, coughing a little as I tried not to cry.
"And honestly? I'm kinda new at this whole 'friend thing'." I told her hesitantly. Nobody'd ever insisted that I was their friend before.
I let out another shaky breath. "You probably think that's totally pathetic, don't you? I'm almost 15 years old and you're the best friend I've ever had." I told her, harshly wiping tears out of my eyes. I shouldn't be crying like this. Mike's probably going to be angry with me for even telling her.
I felt an immediate sensation of relief at the fresh air and took in a deep breath. I didn't want her to think I was pitying her. It was just opposite. Pieces fit and she became even more incredible. Even more strong.
"I don't know what any of that would be like." I said upfront. I could sympathsize with her, but I couldn't relate.
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I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a minute, "Thank you." I said, looking towards her, as I wondered if she could ever understand how much her behaviour about all of this meant to me.
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I was caught off guard by her thank you. I couldn't understand why. I wiped quickly at the tears in my eyes. "Thanks?" I asked, "For what? I'm not doing anything."
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Didn't she get how important that was? Probably not, but that's not really her fault...I don't think I want her to really grasp it, actually.
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Should I be acting any different just because some bastard tried to ruin her life? No. Any I had the sudden urge to hurt anyone who would act differently to such a sweet girl.
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"And honestly? I'm kinda new at this whole 'friend thing'." I told her hesitantly. Nobody'd ever insisted that I was their friend before.
I let out another shaky breath. "You probably think that's totally pathetic, don't you? I'm almost 15 years old and you're the best friend I've ever had." I told her, harshly wiping tears out of my eyes. I shouldn't be crying like this. Mike's probably going to be angry with me for even telling her.
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