Camila's POV
It's been a week since Shawn decided to broke up with me, and until now I still couldn't over it for what he had done to me. I was so mess and broken hearted. Even he doesn't love me anymore, I still loved him with all my heart, and I hate it, because it was unfair to me. The reason we broke up was because of a girl name, Hailee, who was Shawn's partner a year ago on a project in English class, when we were in freshmen year. He told me that he like her and he was started to fall in love with her and shit, and then we broke up just like that.
One week of being jealous everytime I saw them at school. Holding hands while walking towards the classroom, eating lunch together at the cafeteria, reading books together at the library, and stuff that makes me sick and annoy. I'd been crying almost every night just thinking about them being together. Sometimes my mom asking me what was wrong, and I kept saying "nothing" and "I'm fine" to her, and I knew she knows that their was something going on about her daughter, but I'm glad she didn't force me to tell her about it.
Right now, I didn't have a mood to cry, no matter how hard I tried, nothing come out. I tried to get up on my bed, but I felt stiff and numb. I glanced at the clock and reads 7:30 am."I've been woke up in like... 5 hours ago?" I thought. I groaned, because I barely sleep, even my eyes were tired, I couldn't sleep very much and it makes me frustrated. So I just stared the ceiling as long as I could, because I had no idea what am I going to do today.
After 2 minutes, I heard a knock and the door crack open. I didn't bother to look at the person, because I knew who it is.
"Mi hija, come down stairs, you have to eat your breakfast." My Mom said. "...and also someone wants to see you." She added.
I gave her a question look before I got up and do my morning routine. After I was done, I went down stairs and went to the kitchen, where my mom and my best friend, Dinah, talk animatedly. I was curious why was Dinah here at my house this morning, but I shrugged it off, nothing care about it.
As I was about seat down when Dinah finally noticed me, she grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the kitchen. I was so off guard of her action and tried to process what's going on.
"Goodbye, Sinuhe!." Dinah called out, before she opened the door.
"What about your breakfast? you guys haven't eat yet." My Mom said.
"We'll come back later. There's something I wanna discuss with your daughter." I looked at her and raised my eyebrow.
"Okay, just don't take too long, okay?" My Mom said.
"Don't worry, we'll back on time. Bye!." Dinah gave her a wave goodbye, before we out of the house and walked towards her car.
"Dinah, what the fuck are you doing?!" I said very loud, almost scream at her.
"I'm taking you somewhere, Chanchoo." Dinah responded.
"Where the hell are you taking me?" I asked frowning.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." Dinah chuckled as she started the engine and we drove off.
I groaned in frustration, making my head throbbing. I really wanted to know where she's taking me. Dinah laughed at my reaction and I glared at her, because it wasn't funny, and then I crossed my arm, looking at the window.
"Don't be like that, Mila, you will find out later. Right now all you have to do is wait, okay?" Dinah said, eyes focus on the road.
"You know how impatient I am, Cheechee." I grumbled. Dinah sighed, looking at me, then back to the road.
"Just try to relax yourself, alright? and don't be such a grumpy ass for once. I don't like grumpy Mila." Dinah said slightly annoyed.
"Then tell me already." I whined, almost pleading.
Dinah remained silent, focus on the road while driving, and I groaned again.
After 25 minutes, Dinah parked her car and we got out. I looked around and had no idea where we were. "Why she's taking me in the middle of the woods?" I thought. I looked at Dinah and saw a red balloon in her left hand. I gave her a curious look, because it's weird. She looked at me and smile and I rolled my eyes at her.
"Why are we here? and why do you have a balloon?" I asked.
"You will know later, and this is not where I am taking you, come on." Dinah motioned me to come with her.
I cocked an eyebrow, before I obliged.
We walked in the middle of forest. I kept whining and complaining of how long we walk till we arrive, and Dinah kept shushing me and telling me to shut up and we were almost there. I stopped, and then continued to walk with her.
It felts like forever, till Dinah stop me. I thought we arrive. I looked around and saw there is a lake in front of us. Dinah motioned me to sit down with her, and I obliged. She gave me a piece of paper and a pen, and I furrowed my eyebrows at her and asked, "What is this for?"
"Write a letter for your soul mate." She said casually.
"W-what?" I stuttered. "Dinah, are you fucking kidding me?" I added, not expecting what she said.
"Do I look I'm kidding?" Dinah said, giving me a serious look.
I gulped, not sure what to say and looked down at the paper in my lap.
"Just write anything, okay?" Dinah say and sigh, "...and you have to write it from your heart." She added.
I looked up, and she looked at me in pity. I couldn't help but felt slightly annoy. There was something I think I knew why, but I need confirmation from her.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. Dinah close her eyes and sigh, then looks at me again.
"It's just... I want you to move on with him. I don't want to see my best friend like that, broken and lonely. I want my old best friend back. I want happy Mila." Dinah said softly, looking down and playing with her fingers nervously.
"But Cheechee, you don't have to do this things. I'm alright now." I put my fingers under her chin and lifted up, and gave her a smile, trying to look happy, even though I'm not.
"No, Chancho, you're not okay, I can see through your eyes." She said, and I looked down, not wanting to eye contact with her.
"But still, you don't have to do this." I murmured.
"But I want to, Chancho. I want you to do it." She said, almost pleading.
"Well, if that's what you want, I'll do it." I sighed as I begun to write.
After a few minutes, I was done and gave it to Dinah. She grabbed it and rolled the paper before she put it on the string of balloon and tie up.
"Do you think it works?" I asked, curious a bit.
"Will see in the future." Dinah responded as she let go the balloon to fly.
"Do you really believe that shit?" I asked again, pointing the direction where the balloon was.
"Well, I guess so..." She shrugged. "...actually, it's not that I fully believe in that thing, and part of me is just curious and I want to experiment, so yeah." She said with toothy grin.
"You're such a goofball." I chuckled of her childish act.
"A cute goofball." Dinah giggle, still with toothy grin on her face.
I laughed once again at her childish act, making my cheeks get hurt. I was so glad to have her by my side, because without her, maybe I was already depress right now. Aside my parents, she was the only person who understands me and the only person I could talk to about my problems and everything. She is amazing and truly my best friend I've ever had.
"Yay, there she is!" Dinah said, pointing at my face.
"Huh?"
"The Mila I know. The one always happy, not the grumpy one." She said with genuine smile on her face.
"It's because of you, Cheechee, you make me happy." I said truly.
"Awe, I'm glad you happy." She chuckled. I pulled her into a tight hug, and then she reciprocated before we let go.
"Thanks by the way." I said, after a few seconds of silence.
"For what?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"For everything that you've done to me." I responded.
Dinah smiled before we hugged once again, but this time she was the one who pulled me into a hug.
Right now, I felt relive, and happy once again. We stayed here for a while talking about everything randomly, including the red balloon one, before we decided to go home.
I wondered about the red balloon and the letter. I was complaining that why she choose the red balloon, instead of a yellow one, well, obviously yellow is my favorite color, so yeah, and I hate red. So Dinah explained me that she choose the red one, because it symbolize of Love and Faith and it was perfect for me to find my soulmate. Because the red balloons could deliver for the person who received my letter and that person would be my happily ever after.
I didn't know if I should believe in that, but let see what would happen in the future.