Lindsay was taking a nap and I went to pull the covers over her when I noticed her diary was still on the bed. I moved it so she didn't kick it off the bed. I noticed something in there that made my heart shatter into a million pieces.
I left it open and was going to confront her after her nap.
She woke up and automatically I asked what's this?
Agnetha's POV.
I was knitting when I heard a bang upstairs.
I ran upstairs to see Lindsay and Frida were wrestling over Lindsay's diary.
I pulled them apart.
Frida tore Lindsay's diary in half.
Frida got up and started to wipe off her shirt.
Lindsay started to cry.
Aww.
Frida will be back in a few minutes to check on you.
You broke her diary.
I am so angry with her.
I know sweetie.
I know.
But go in there and rub her back.
Make her feel better.
Frida's POV.
I walked into Lindsay's room to see her crying on her pillow.
I rubbed circles around her back.
I'm here shh shh I'm here.
Sorry she said.
It's okay honey.
It's broken.
I felt my heart shatter.
Lindsay you know I still love you.
I don't.
Lindsay I will always love you though matter what happens between us.
Do you love me?
Yeah.
I love you too.
Give me your pinky.
Pinky promise that you will never ever do that again and you will always come talk to me about your problems.
Pinky promise Frida.
Good Lindsay.
I love you sweetie.
I love you too Frida.
Agnetha is fixing your diary because she is a sweetheart.
She is a sweetheart.
