-On the bridge-

"Are we friends?" I stared at Astrid confused

"Well...duh, why'd you ask that?" looking me in the eyes she continues

"Because you don't seem comfortable around me and now that I think about it I don't think you ever have."

"Am I just not a good friend then or what?"

I groaned "this is because I won't share my feelings with you isn't it? Astrid I just don't want to talk about it, there is nothing to talk about OK?"

Sternly she crosses her arms and puts on her best glare face that almost seems like a pout, how cute, "You're a good friend" not wanting to meet her stone cold eyes I turned away.

"Ruff" she sounded like a concerned mother

"Why can't you just accept that I don't want to talk about it Astrid? There is nothing to talk about! You won't understand anyway!

You don't have a twin so you don't know what it's like to be so close to someone and then to be separated, you don't know how it feels to be separated from your other half and you never will!" I started to walk the other direction as tears pooled in my eyes.

"We've never been separated before..." my breathing became heavy as my ears and face like they were on fire.

"You know you're right, I'll never be able to understand what you two have, you two are constantly bickering and fighting with each other, but then you come here upset, confused, hurt, and scared as if the person you loved most just hit you for no reason.

I'll never be able to understand as to how you two can just headlock each other all day or say how much you two want each other dead but then care so deeply for each other. I'll never understand"

A small but strong hand placed itself on my shoulder, possibly in a sort of 'comforting' manner "and I guess that is something I'll never be able to understand no matter how many times you explain it to me, but I still want to be here for you, we're friends and even though the traditional tough Viking doesn't cry, I won't pound you one if you ever need to"

I turned to face her and made a face "I have no idea as to what crying has to do with any of this, I never said I'll be crying all night or something because I'm so broken hearted. It's not like I care for him anyway."

A small smile broke out on her face which made my heart feel as light as a feather, it gave me a weird feeling in my guts, the type of feeling that one gets when you jump off of a high cliff.

"Well good because I'd rather not have a river in my bedroom if you don't mind"

she started to walk back to her house "coming?"

I kicked a piece of wood over the edge of the bridge and followed "sure".