Nothing for the past weeks had been great for any of the friends. The guilt had been crushing them to the bone each time Payton complained about Zelda acting weird or ignoring her.
Each time her name slipped from her tongue that familiar ping of guilt filled them, one more than the rest. Each time they caught Payton staring at her in admiration, even if she was under anothers arm, around them all the time — she couldn’t even spare a minute or two for her.
It hurt, she would never admit it but she most certainly failed to hide it. Maybe her friends were being selfish for feeling relieved each time Payton cussed Zelda — or at least something like that.
Every time she decided she was done with her and the unreasonable heartbreak she felt. But that like a peaceful clam day left as soon as c
