The Void Between Hearts ~~ongoing~~

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   As we step out the doors, I squint. The sun is burning bright in the blue sky amidst slight winds. Lucky Chinny. The way she's into her ice-cream makes me feel like I should have gotten one for myself, but it wouldn't have been fair to Boma. I turn to look at her, she's holding my hand. I squeeze. 

   "They have good ice-cream here but it's better at . . . uhmm, Buns what's that store called again?" Chinny asks.

   "Knutz and Kream," Boma says.

   "Right." Chinny nods. "They have more toppings."
   
   "This one looks pretty impressive," I argue.

   "Knutz and Kream is better, trust me. Maybe next time we could go there," Boma says

   "And I'm definitely coming along." Chinny adds. But I believe not. Next time, it's me, and Boma, alone.

   "Ivan?" Boma squeezes my hand.

   "Mmm," I reply, and she halts. She's purses her lips with searching eyes.

   "Bo, you can tell me anything,"

   "I don't know if I want to," she says. 
Chinny is at least twenty feet from us, resting on the car.

   "So, there is something?" I ask, and she looks away, the wind tosses her hair around her face. Her arms are folded with no intention of moving the hair out, so I help.

   "Guys! It's almost three, get your chit chat done already." Chinny yells, we ignore her.

   "It's the Quincy troupe, right?" I say. I know it's not, but I want her to smile.

   She laughs. Double points! 

   Then it fades. "That's not it," she says. She looks everywhere but at my eyes as her lips quiver.

   "Then what, let me guess, you're dying?" I ask.

   She puts the hair in her face behind her ear, "why would you say that?" 

   "T-the sweating, the dizziness, your eyes," her face slowly starts to turn red. "Never mind I said anything, it was just a stupid worse case scenario kind of thing." 

   God, I feel so stupid.

   She doesn't say a word, her frown just keeps progressing.

   "Boma, I'm sorry. It just came out, it's the worst possible thing I could think of and you didn't give me much to work with."

   "I didn't want you to work with anything," she says, not yelling. "Never mind, just forget. I'm fine. I need to go home." She starts walking towards the car.

   "Boma, I'm sorry." 

   "What are you sorry for!" she turns around.

   "What I said."

   "We haven't even been friends for a month and you're already pissing me off. How could you suggest that?"

   "Bo, I didn't mean it."

   "Now! Please." She doesn't even look at me for a second. 

   I unlock the car with the remote. She gets in and slams the door. She's explaining something to Chinny. Chinny looks at me with those big coconut eyes through those thick bottle lenses and I feel stranded standing here with my heart racing.

   Mike and the guys are in the Hilux on the other side of the parking lot and they're watching me. 

   I can't believe it. Why did I even say that? Which normal person would suggest that? 
Today was supposed to be a good day. I've ruined it.

   Walking to the car feels like a walk of shame. I get in, knowing it's going to be a long silent drive, a drive of shame. I don't push it. I've done enough. 

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~♡Tamunosakiogaree♡~