CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Chapter Fourteen: Apparently, you don't thank your best friends for any sort of help.
He left me there, in the living room, alone, with a thousand unanswered questions of my own. I didn't expect more from him and I was glad that this would be the last encounter we would have with each other.
I turned around to see Sam and Nat standing in the doorway of the living room, looking expectantly at me.
"You were listening through the keyhole, weren't you?" I asked softly, afraid of their answer. Did they hear about the dreams that I had been having.
They frantically shook their heads and I smiled at the sight.
I sighed and moved towards one of the couches. I sat down and pulled my knees to my chest, waiting for the both of them to sit down.
They both walked in and took the
