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chapter | two

I walked inside my apartment and closed the door slowly. I walk in the living room, heading for the smooth red sofa and sat down. I just sat there, thinking about all the possible reasons what could be wrong with me. Am I not worth it for anyone? Was I meant to be in a relationship with anyone at all?

"Sam?"

I flinched as I snap my head behind me seeing my best friend, Freddie. God, he scared me. Freddie Benson has been my best friend since we were in diapers. His mom moved to the Seattle from her hometown, Georgia, when she was about to start college. Moreover, she met my mom during their freshman year in college being roommates. A few years later, his mother and father had sex with each other, and my mom and dad had had sex with each other - blah, blah, blah, then Freddie and I were born. We met at daycare one year and just threw up on each other since we were normal human babies.

And then the famous friendship was born.

He's the only person who I can count on and tell all my problems to. People say guys and girls can't be friends, but I doubt that because no one has the relationship like we do. If he had problems, he would tell me and he was always there for me when I had problems. It's like we're each other's diaries because we tell each other everything when we're sad or angry.

I can never be more grateful to have him in my life.

Since we're in the same college, we decided to live in a cheap apartment together so we could pay the rent equally, and be together like we've been doing since we were little bratty infants.

I see him watching me while I check his outfit up and down. He's wearing his plain white shirt, washed denim jeans and black combat boots. He was probably out before I came here and he didn't change into his pajamas.

"Why are you home? I thought you were at Jonah's."

Hearing his name makes me break down all over again. I can't believe he would do this to me after five years of being together. I'm so stupid for not even noticing his flaws in our relationship, but I thought everything was alright like a dumb girl would do.

My tears wouldn't stop pouring out of my eyes as sobs escape my lips. "Sam?" Freddie rushes around the sofa and sits next to me. "Hey Sammy, what happened?"

Without answering, I scooted myself closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, crying historically on his shoulder. He quickly wraps his arms around my waist tightly, giving me his comforting embrace while soothing my back. "It's okay, I'm here. Don't cry." He whispers near my ear.

"I'm so stupid..." I sobbed against the nape of his neck.

"What are you talking about?" He pulls away from me but still keeps his hands on my waist as my arms are still around his neck. He stares at my blue eyes and I stare at his brown ones. "Why do you say that?"

I took sudden breaths to calm myself down before I pass out. After I had calmed down, I parted my lips and said those five little words that broke my fucking heart into pieces.

"Jonah broke up with me."

He gasped and stared at me with a pity expression. He knew how much I loved him. He was aware that ever since we were seniors in high school because that was the first time Jonah and I started dating. But now everything is different because of the long time secret Jonah decided to tell me without nerves or feeling guilty about it. He was proud of what he did instead.

"He broke up with you? Why? What did that bastard do?" He asked enraged. I bring myself sitting on the couch with my legs crossed and body facing straight at him.

"I... Jonah and I were in his room. Doing - sexual things like we usually do and," Freddie scrunched his nose from what I said and I laughed mentally knowing that he doesn't want to hear what his friend does on her own time. "He stopped saying that 'he couldn't do what we were doing any more'. So I asked him what was wrong and he just...told me right off the bat that he wanted to split because he doesn't want to be with me all the time."

He keeps staring at me with his brows scrunched together and his lips in a straight line. "Are you serious?" He commented.

I nod my head slowly feeling the lump in my throat form again. Do you get the feeling when you get a lump in your throat, you cry instantly? Yeah, I'm getting that feeling right now.

I wipe off a loose tear with my finger and sniffed. "Oh and here's the best part. He said he hooked up with other girls while we were dating..." I finish.

"That mother–" He stopped, bringing his fist covering his mouth. He closed his eyes and uncovered his mouth saying, "That bastard said that to you? And what did he do after he told you?" He spat.

I'm afraid that he's going to go berserk after this. "He just smiled like he wasn't guilty about it or anything," I mumbled.

He perks his lips and nods his head suspiciously, not looking at me. He stands up and walks over to the door.

Where the hell is he going?

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Jonah 's house to kick his ass." He says as he cups the doorknob with his hand about to open the door.

"What? No!" I exclaimed as I jumped off the couch and dashed over to him.

He stops what he's doing and stares at me. "What do you expect me to do? Sit here and do nothing while that prick gets away with it?" He snaps. "He deserves a lesson for hurting you like that."

My lips were in control by lifting the ends of my lips to a grin from how he's acting. Freddie has always been protective of me ever since we were little from the stupidest and serious things. One time in first grade, I was just eating lunch when a boy grabbed my juice box and stomped it on the floor. I was crying until Freddie came along and kicked the boy's dick. He was like my superhero back then and he's still willing to watch over me now.

"Freddie, I know that you want to do something about it, but it's alright. I took care of it." I assured him while giving him a light grin.

He raises an eyebrow at me. "And what did you do?"

"I just told him that one day a girl is going to chop his dick off because he's a dick himself," I muttered, crossing my arms against my chest feeling embarrassed.

After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing, snorting a few times. Were the words I said really that funny? He shortens his laughter as he wipes tears from his eyes.

"What's so funny?" I ask looking at him weirdly.

"You said that?" He snickered. My face feels hot from the embarrassment that my friend is laughing at my pathetic comeback.

"Leave me alone!" I hit his arm aggressively. He hissed from the hit and rubs his arm slowly.

"Jesus woman, you hit like the fucking hulk." He whines. I giggle at his actions and I walk closer to him, bringing my hand to his arm and rubbing it for him.

"I'm sorry, but you're making fun of me, you idiot." I chuckle while he stares at me with a mad childish look.

"Shut up, bitch." He mumbled. I laugh as I wrap my arms around his torso and rest my head on his chest. I snuggle on his chest as I feel him get tense. "Why are hugging me like this?"

I laughed through my nose and shrugged. "You're the best friend I've ever had," I whispered. He starts to feel less tense and wraps his arms around me. It's like a bad habit between the two of us sometimes. We hug each other when we need the comfort or we just do it when we feel like it.

"Aww..." He kisses my temple, lingering it there for a few seconds. "I know I am."

I shake my head at his cockiness.

This shithead.

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