Same Friday night.
Marley entered her and Sam's home tired. She had had a long night. From singing for an entire hour to her weird talk with Kitty. She didn't know how to feel. She thought she should be feeling sorry for leaving Lima without saying goodbye. She should feel ashamed or something. But she didn't. She felt nothing at all. The reason was that she had moved on from Lima, because at first she did felt ashamed for leaving. She moved on and left it all in the past.
Sam was sitting on the couch. She noticed her an turned her face from the TV. "So... how did it go?" She asked Marley.
Marley sat next to her and let her face look at the ceiling. "It was weird."
Sam frowned. "How?"
"Well, for starters, I hadn't seen Kitty in like five years. I left all my friends in Lima without saying goodbye and now she comes and tells me that everything's fine and that she understands but that made feel so guilty because she still looked sad."
Sam stared at her for a moment. "It's okay to feel guilty, I mean, she was your friend after all."
"Yeah, but, I didn't felt like that when I first left." Marley said.
"Alright. Tell me, what's the big deal? You didn't wanted to say goodbye afraid of not wanting to leave Lima. But you did and didn't felt guilty about. So why now?"
Marley looked at her friend with an exasperated look. "It's because of her!"
"Why it is so different now? You told me she was the one that turned you into a damn anorexic, then became your best friend for like three months," Sam said a bit louder than she should be, "why would you care about her feelings?"
Marley put her head over her hands and sighed loudly. "I don't know. It's complicated," she murmured.
Sam looked at her friend not knowing what to say. Marley looked at her after a while. Sam put one arm around her and Marley rested her head on her shoulder. "You care about people. Even if they where so mean to you,"Sam said in a whisper, "I remember the first year of college, when we met Lily. She was so mean to you just because you could sing. All the time she would tell puny jokes about your vocals, and you would come to our dorm angry. But then, at a party we where dancing and having a good time, and you saw her outside alone, she looked sad, and you went to her side, you hold her and you stayed with her, you didn't care that she had been mean to you, you just stayed with her. That's the best thing about you Mar, you have the kindest heart, you believe that people can change."
"I know," Marley mumbled, "and that's the problem. I care about her more than I should."
"Don't worry Mar. Maybe you could be her friend again.," She smiled, "but not your best friend. That's me now." Both girls laughed.
"You're right. But someday I will have to face all the people I left behind."
"Right now, your only worry is to figure out what songs you are going to perform next Friday."
Marley sighed. "I have one week to figure it out. In this moment I need to sleep so, good night." She stood up and walked to her room. She grab her pajamas and took a shower. She walked to her bed and laid down, letting herself drift off to sleep.