SO THIS IS A IDEA I HAD FOR A STORY. FEEDBACK IS WELCOME, IN FACT IT IS ENCOURAGED. SHOULD I CONTINUE THIS STORY OR… LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU LADIES(AND GENTLEMEN) THINK. YOUR OPINION MEANS A LOT. THAT BEING SAID ENJOY THIS FIRST LOOK!

"Ughh Dammit" The teenager grumbled at the constant knocking and tapping on her bedroom window. Opening the window she could see a feminine figure standing there but could not make out exactly who. She pointed towards the front door. When the figure headed that way, she closed the window. "3 o'clock really. Who comes this late?" Rolling out of bed and stepping into house shoes or slippers as most people called them, she slowly and sleepily made her way downstairs towards the front door. Flicking on the porch light she was shocked to see who the late night visitor was. The very first friend she made since moving with her family 3 years ago.

"What's going on?" She asked her best friend who stood on the porch soaked from the rain. Hair clinging to her face.

"Can I stay here tonight?" Was all she said through violent sobs that rocked her very being.

"Of course." She stepped aside to allow her friend to enter her home. Then pulled her into a tight hug, which only made the other teen cry harder. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" She questioned once the sobs subsided into small sniffles.

"Not right now, I can't…"

"Okay." She agreed. "Let's get you in the shower and into some dry clothes."

The distraught teen nodded numbly and followed her to the bedroom. She handed her towels and pjs, then watched as her best friend entered her personal bathroom.

She waited patiently on her bed while her friend showered and dressed. "Hey, are you okay?" She asked when her best friend reemerged, beautiful eyes red and puffy, sniffling.

"I will be." It was a simple statement. But the histories behind those three words are those that they both relived for the past two years.

"Try and get some sleep okay." Again her best friend nodded numbly and laid down, her position facing the wall. Just like plenty of times before she pulled her best friend closer and held her until her sobs subsided and her breathing evened out.

(The following morning)

"Good morning sweetie." Her mother greeted her as soon as she entered the kitchen.

"Morning Mom. Is Daddy around?" She grabbed a glass of orange juice her mother sat out on the table. She noted three plates of breakfast on the table.

"You know your father won't be back until next week." The older woman informed her teenage daughter. She turned to ask her a question when she noticed her daughter looking curiously at the three plates. "She's still here right?"

"Yes. How'd you know?" she asked her eyes wide with shock.

"It happens more times than not, I know those cries anywhere. " Her daughter stood there silent. "Well what are you waiting for. Go wake the poor girl up, she's probably starving."

Abiding by her mother the teenager rushed upstairs and swiftly to her room. In her room slept her seraphic best friend. She could not help but admire such beauty while she slept peacefully. The way she her arms dangle freely of the edge of the mattress, the way her hair sprawled carelessly over the pillow and her hair. Obviously the way she slept was childlike. But to her it was her best friend in her most pure and beautiful form.

"I know for a fact your mother told you it is not polite to stare." The other teenager mumbled, not even bothering to open your eyes.

She laughed whole heartedly before replying. "She also told me to come wake you for breakfast. So let's get a move on sleeping beauty."

Faces washed and teeth brushed, they both headed downstairs.

"Good morning sweetheart. Are you hungry?" The oldest of the three greeted her daughter's best friend.

"Good morning Mama, I'm always hungry for your famous hotcakes." The entire town knew her. She often served as a mothering figure, so instead of a formal name everyone called her 'mama'.

While eating breakfast the small talk flowed, keeping the subject light.

"So I was thinking we could have a day out just us gals. Get our nails done, go to…." She was interrupted by one of the girls' cell phone.

As she reached for the ringing object, she winced in pain.

"Are you okay?" Her best friend concerned.

Looking at her phone dread filled her tarnished heart. "Yeah. I uh have to take this. Excuse me." She flipped open her banged up, cracked, clinging on to life phone as she arose from the table and headed towards the sitting room. "Hello…of course not, I…" Mother and daughter listened intently to the one-sided conversation. "Because you…no….I was." She had a tormented look on her face as she spoke through the receiver. "Yes I know…I apologize…please, I'm sorry. Yes your delightfulness….I'm on my way now." Closed her nokia flip phone, took a deep breath to control her emotions. She'd already ruined their night with her mess, and was determined not to ruin their breakfast.

Noticing the unshed tears in her daughter's best friend eyes, it concerned her. "Everything okay?" She watched as the teenager swallowed hard. "You know what I think you need is some of Mama's Texas sweet tea."

"Thank you, but I really have to go now." She shifted uncomfortably on her feet.

"Alright dear. Well it was nice seeing you again." She pulled the young girl into a tight hug.

"Thanks mama, it was good to see you too." She breathed in the sweet pea scent before pulling back. "And I will see yall soon." Quickly she headed towards the door.

"Wait! I'll give you a ride" She rushed upstairs to get her car keys.

"No its fine I can walk."

"It's three miles. Besides I Have basketball practice in a half hour anyway. Let's go."

On the 7 minutes trip the car was awkwardly silent. Making that trip the longest 7 minutes in her life. Definitely not how she wanted to spend 7minuets with her best friend. No she wanted the seven minutes in heaven type. But anytime with her, she would take whatever she could get.

"Thanks for the ride, you really didn't have to." She spoke quietly and timid.

"I wanted to. Will I see you at school Monday?" She asked her best friend knowing full and well that after her best friend shows up at her door step she won't see at school for a few days after such incident.

"Bright and early." The teenager forced a smile.

"My first game is Monday night, I was hoping…" Before she could finish they heard a loud knock on the passenger side window of her car. The look in her best friend's eyes made her want to drive away and take her somewhere safe, where she would never have to go through this again. She watched in sadness as her best friend rolled down the window.

"Get your moronic ass out of this car." The woman practically tore the door off its hinges and grabbed her friend's wrist roughly.

"Hey you don't have to be so rough!" She unhooked her seatbelt ready to protect the one she loves.

"You have no right to tell me what to do with my kid."

"She is my best friend and I will not sit here and let you hurt her." She approached the two.

The woman threw the teenager down to the ground and approached the brave girl.

"And what is a little cunt like you going to do about it?"

"OH you don't want me to…" Again she was interrupted. However this time by her, teary-eyed best friend.

"Please stop. It's okay. I'm fine see." She stretched her arms out ready for examination. "Go to practice. I will see you at school Monday. Please."

Reluctantantly she headed back to her car, watched as her best friend was led into the house, then drove to practice.

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