"Sky, I don't know if I can do this. I love her, so much." Her voice was so broken, so defeated. I couldn't even imagine the pain she felt.
Tears pooling in my own eyes, I reached out and hugged her tight. As soon as my arms went around her she broke down, sobbing into my shoulder like her entire world had come crashing down around her.
I had never been in love, so there was no way I could know how she felt. Hearing her soulful cries, made me wonder if I even wanted to be.
After a few minutes, her cries stopped, and her hiccups started.
"Wanna sleep over?" I asked, and she nodded wordlessly.
The next two weeks passed in a blur of tears and laughter. The three of us had been inseparable before, but now we were glued to the hip.
Every time I saw Lily look at Noah in passing, a calm smile on her face, my anger at him intensified.
Everytime my burning rage took over and I brought the topic up with Lily, she would defend him. But at the same time, she never explained it. Those were her memories, her moments — she'd say — and she wanted to keep them that way, hers.
I wanted to understand it. I wanted to be the kind of friend who could just nod and accept that as an answer, but sadly I wasn't. The whole situation was completely unfair, and it just wasn't something I could come to terms with.
"Maybe you should just date him, Sky." Lily had surprised me a few days before moving, her voice sincere but melancholic. "You can see for yourself."
"I wouldn't do that to you," I muttered, a deep frown settling on my face. Did she not get the girl code memo?
Then, she laughed wholeheartedly, clutching her stomach, and wiping away tears.
"Do what to me? He's dated countless girls already, heck, he's dating Christine this week. It's not like he's mine. Not like he ever was." Lily shrugged, placing a hand on my shoulder. The sincerity in her voice surprised me. "I know you, I don't think you'll let this go, and it'll eat you up inside. If you're that curious about him might as well give it a try."
"I'm not curious, I'm disgusted! Over my dead body would I play-date Noah Archer," I squeezed out between gritted teeth, my hands balling up into fists. Lily just shook her head as if I was a small child she couldn't reason with.
Sometimes it felt like Lily was an old woman stuck in a teenage girl's body. Her calm rationality was why our trio functioned so well — with my hot temper and Mel's flare for the dramatics she evened us out. If I was the brains, Mel was the heart, but Lily, she was our soul.
I had no idea how we would function without her.
The first day after she left, it felt like a limb was missing. Mel was in a daze, a fake smile plastered on her usually expressive face. Others might not have noticed how broken that grin actually was, but I could see the pain and regret she hid behind her mask.
Maybe you should have told her, I wanted to say to her, but the words caught in my throat. I knew it wasn't that easy for her. It was complicated when you fell in love with your male best friend, let alone your clueless female best friend.
In a way, it felt like when Lily left she took a piece of Mel with her. The piece that smiled freely, jumped around excitedly, and laughed openly.
And I wasn't doing much better either. All I felt was loneliness and anger. Anger that had no place, no outlet.
However, when I saw Noah, walking the halls with his signature headphones — the same ones I'd gotten as a gift last Christmas in pale pink — I had a sudden urge to smash his attractive face. In that moment, my anger simply bubbled over, and found a target.
Without Lily there to defend him, I was free to despise this boy. The boy that broke other girl's hearts as if they were just playthings. The boy that dated my lovely, beautiful friend for only two weeks, and then dumped her when he didn't fall in love — as if that was even enough time to fall in love.
Maybe if he had dated her longer, or he had fallen in love, she would have stayed. She would have fought her parents to let her stay and finish senior year here, instead of moving almost three months after the school year had already started. Maybe.... Maybe....
I had to focus on something so I just focused on my anger. My hate toward the boy that no one would speak badly about, and so, a new determination started flourishing in my chest.
A determination to uncover his secrets, and figure out the truth behind the flawless Noah Archer. No matter the price.
Hi lovelies! ❤️
And so it begins — thank you so much for reading the first chapter of my new story!
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The next chapter will be posted on Sunday this time around, but I'll usually do Wednesday and Saturday updates — that seemed like the best days, what do you guys think? Do you have a day preference when you prefer to read new updates? I'm super curious about that, haha.
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[2022 WATTPAD BOOKS YA AWARD & WATTY WINNER] There's a boy at Evergreen High that has a different girlfriend every two weeks, and yet, none of them speak badly of him. This perplexes Skyler Fox, a clever girl with a strong sense of justice. Even mo...