MAEVE HAWTHORN.
Gasping, I managed to share my location with Scarlett as I laid on the bed, curled up like a wet, homeless cat as I waited for my best friend to get here.
She’s the only one that can get me through this, she’s been with me through thick and thin and the fact that she knows just what to do whenever I’m down in the slump is what makes her my best friend.
My chest feels tight and my heart was heavy as I clutched my chest and bawled my eyes out like a little baby while imagining the worst case scenarios.
What’s wrong with me? A week or so ago, I wouldn’t have cared.
The ruckus outside caught my attention and slowly, I walked out of my room and down the stairs to see that it was my best friend throwing a fit.
“LET ME IN, YOU f*****g SONS OF A b***h!” She cursed through her
