Rebuilding

Chapter One: Bex

"Bex, I'm sorry, okay? I would've taken you with me if I could, but I couldn't take risk your life like that, Bex. You're my best friend!" I yelled as she looked at me with anger.

"Couldn't risk my life? What about yours Cammie? What about your life? You could've died! You would've died if that nun didn't save your bloody life!" she screamed in my face.

"Bex, listen to me." She looked away and crossed her arms. I sighed, wishing I could have my best friend back. "Bex, I'm sorry. I really am. I just… I don't know what I would've done if you would have died. I don't know what I would've done." Tears streamed down my face and dropped to the ground. Bex looked at me and her eyes slightly softened. But they were still hard with anger.

"That's just it, Cammie. You're not the only one who suffered. Okay? Get that through your head –you are not the only one who suffered. We all went crazy looking for you Cam! Me, your mom, Macey, Liz…. But Zach –Zach lost his mind." She said softly.

"You should know." I mumbled under my breath. Bex heard it –of course she did, she's a spy AND my best friend.

"What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?" she hissed at me. I rolled my eyes in disbelief.

"You know perfectly well what it means. I've seen you two together." I spat at her. Bex's eyes went from anger, to realization, to disbelief.

"You… think …I like… ZACH? That's hilarious!" she said in between laughs. My glare hardened on her. She wiped fake tears from her eyes and regained composure. "You have been gone for a while."

"Bex, you know it's not funny. I… I love Zach." I looked away. Bex stopped smiling and joking around.

"I'm so sorry, Cam. I… I didn't mean to make you…. I didn't think you would feel… I didn't know you…" for once in her life, Rebecca Baxter was at a loss for words. That's how I knew she meant it. A lone tear trickled down my face. "I didn't know you loved him. Why didn't you tell me?"

"When was I supposed to tell you, Bex? You've been avoiding me ever since I've come back! How was I supposed to tell my best friend if she wasn't even there?" I sniffled out. I usually tried not to cry or show emotions. Bex was one of my exceptions.

"Oh, Cammie. I was avoiding you… and hanging with Zach… and I…" she wandered off, putting all of the pieces together in her head. "Oh, I'm such a bloody idiot!"

"It's okay. I know you wouldn't do that." I told her. "Well… I didn't know that before…" she laughed and I laughed with her. Then she pulled me into a hug.

"Cam, I missed you so much. I'm really sorry. I guess I didn't know what to say when you came back. You were-are- my best friend, and I didn't think you'd ever come back, Cammie. I didn't think you'd ever come back." Bex whispered quietly. Then Bex, yes, Bex, started crying.

The one thing I knew was that Bex never cried. In front of anyone.

Then I realized how much damage I'd done, how much hurt I've caused her.

"Oh, Bex. I'll always come back. I'm so sorry." I whispered. She just held on to me tighter.

"I'll never know for sure, Cam, but for right now, I'll believe you."

She wept and wept. I wept with her. We just stood there, two girls in the middle of their dorm, alone, crying into each other's' shoulders and missing the other's presence. Remembering summer(or in my case, trying to remember summer), silently forgiving, and communicating without words. The way best friends do. The way sisters do.

Bex won't just always be my closest friend. She'll always be my sister. By blood or by school, I knew that Rebecca Baxter and Cameron Morgan will always be sisters.

Best friends… of course. Since birth, we were destined to be friends forever, even if we didn't meet until 13 years later. Friends in an instant, they called us. Drawn together by fate. To help each other through everything, to expand their friendship to two other girls that were the missing pieces to our puzzle. Best friends forever. No matter how many fights, fits, or bruises. Always best friends.

We had never forgotten we were best friends when I returned, just merely ignored the fact.

But now… now, I had finally gotten my best friend back.