“Danielle, wait!” My slippers slapped against the polished floors loudly as I chased behind the short girl that was practically storming through the place.
She waits until we’re outside before she turns abruptly and glares at me. I was panting by the time I had ceased running, and she just crossed her arms, waiting.
“What . . . why are you so mad?” I ask her.
“Some best friend you are Loa. When was the last time we spoke?” I feel guilty as I knew she was going to say this and I sigh.
“Danielle –“
“No! You completely abandoned me!” She yells and I frown at her. “You don’t answer your phone, 'you don’t live where I thought you lived anymore, and I know nothing . . . I know nothing at all about what’s been going on or, why the cops even picked you up the other day.”
I clamp my mo
