A/N I know its been a while...but i've finally got some time to update. It's nearly holidays so hopefully i'll be able to wrap this story up soon. I've still got a fair bit to go though. Thanks to everyone who has sent me reviews! Greatly appreciated...)
Abby sat in her room, finishing off one can of drink, before quickly opening another. She knew she'd said she was going to stop drinking by herself, and she was. She'd just had a couple of cans sitting in her room that she decided she needed to get rid of. Suddenly she heard her cell phone ringing. She scurried round her room. Trying to find where on earth she'd put it. The ringing stopped, but then started again. This happened a few more times, until she finally found where her phone was hiding. She looked at the screen…it was Susan. She hesitated, holding the phone in her hand. She wasn't sure if she should answer it. It could very well just be Susan wanting to give her an ear bashing over the letter. She pushed the answer button, taking a deep breath and holding the phone up to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Abby? Is that you?" Susan voice said hurriedly.
"Yes it's me. Who else would answer my phone?"
"Oh thank god" she said, and Abby could tell that her she had been crying.
"Susan, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" she snapped. "What's wrong? I can't believe you even need to ask that Abby."
"What the hell are you on about?" Abby asked confused, grabbing her drink off the floor.
"The letter…I thought….I thought" Susan stuttered, and she was crying freely now. "I thought it was a goodbye letter"
There was silence for a minute, as Abby thought about what her best friend had just said. How on earth had she interpreted that letter into a goodbye letter?
"Why the fuck would you even think that?" Abby said angrily, breaking the eerie silence between them.
"I don't know…It was just the way you wrote it I guess. And then I kept calling, but you weren't answering, and I was so scared."
Abby listened to her friend sobbing, and realized just what a horrible friend she was. It had dawned on her. She didn't deserve to live. What kind of person puts people through this kind of shit? What kind of person puts their best friend through this much turmoil?
"I'm really sorry Susan. I'm so sorry."
Susan paused for a minute, and Abby guessed that she was wiping away her tears and trying to compose herself.
"I didn't mean to jump to conclusions or anything."
"No, this isn't your fault. I'm so sorry. You've been nothing but good to me. This is my entire fault." Abby was now the one holding back tears.
"No…Abby it's not"
"Yes it is." Abby interrupted. "Look Susan. I have to go. I'm really sorry."
"I think you should call Carter though. He's worried too"
"I will. Bye Susan. I love you."
"I love you too Abby"
Abby hung up; sculling the rest of her drink and throwing the empty can across the room.
She was such a bitch. Such a horrible, horrible person. She hated being this way. She hated everything about herself.
She dialed Carter's number, but he wasn't picking up. She did however; know she needed to tell him she was sorry. She decided to text him.
Hi Carter. I rang, but you didn't answer. I just needed to tell you that I love you. I love you more than you will ever know. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything.
She sent the message, and then put her phone down. She knew what she had to do now. There was only one way that she could fix her friends lives…and that was for her to get out of it. They'd be much happier without her. She walked out of her room in a daze, almost bumping into Eric as she did so. She'd forgotten he was still here.
"Are you ok? You were screaming really loud before." He asked.
"Yeah I was just on the phone."
"Mom hasn't come home yet Abby." He said a little sadly.
"I didn't think so" Abby replied bitterly. She thought for a moment, knowing that she couldn't do this while her brother was in the house. She felt bad leaving him with her mother though. He'd have no one whatsoever to protect him. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind.
"I think you should go round to Dave's house and ask if you can stay the night."
"Really?" he said excitedly.
"Yeah. I'm going out, and I don't want you here by yourself." She handed him the phone.
"Call first. Tell him that your mom hasn't come home again, and there's no one to look after you."
Abby watched her brother dial the numbers, and walk off down the hallway.
About half an hour later, Eric was ready to go.
"I'm going Abby" he called.
"Ok. Say thank you to Dave's mom alright?"
"Ok, I will." He opened the door, eager to go.
Abby pulled her brother into a hug.
"I love you Eric. I always will."
"I love you too" he said puzzled, giving his sister a strange look.
"Don't let her ruin your life" she said as he walked out of the house.
"As if!" he said back. "I learnt from you remember!" he said grinning. He waved, and then headed round the corner on his bike.
Abby smiled, and then shut the door. She was alone. There was no going back now.
