| Her

Are you up for continuing with the game?

What?

No ice cream today?

Who's turn was it?

Who asked the last question?

Okay, so, would you rather have Bright Blue teeth or Bright Blue hair?

You know, what? Thinking about blue hair reminds me of that girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. You know, the one that turns into a blueberry.

What?

Right. She's also the very same yucky girl who sticks her chewing gum behind her ear.

You know, it'll be fun to have Bright blue teeth.

Ehh, they're too sour for my liking. Plus, their colour takes around two days to go away. Let's face it, no one likes to talk, or even look at a girl with weird teeth colours.

Absolutely.

Dynamite, duh!

It'll be so fun!

You know me so well, don't you?😉

Used to? Was?

Don't you play it anymore?

Why would you do that?

Why not?

Ehh, I can play it myself.

Rude🙄

Would you rather have a pet dragon or a pet dinosaur? And why?

🤭

Omg! No way!

I would love to have the dragons dude!

It'll be so fun riding their backs and seeing everything from high up in the sky.

I've always wanted to fly!

No, silly.

I meant, just fly. Like skydiving or

something like that.

How many times do I have to remind you that it's not my money. It's my father's.

Also, it was something mom and I always talked about, and dreamt of doing together once I was old enough. Father is going to flip out if he finds out that I still have a passion for flying.

What list?

You remember that?

And, you're going to take me flying one day?

Condition?

You know so much about me. Why do

you hesitate to disclose your information so much?😒

Okay.

Ehh! Also, you know what? I'd love to have ones that breathe out fire.

That'll be so crazy!

Not really the worst prank gone wrong. But it did go wrong. Majorly. This was almost two and a half years ago, three months before D died.

I've been to enough therapy sessions to not break down every time I recall her. I'll survive. Don't worry.

So, this was around the time we met Claire, and D wanted to do something bad to her.

Idk D never really liked Claire much.

I don't know, maybe? I guess.

Anyways, D wanted to push a plant from the balcony right besides where Clair was standing.

Lol.

It didn't.

Not her, anyway.

Yeah.

My dad's latest girlfriend was on her way out and the pot hit her shoulder.

Her shoulder blade shattered.

Severely.

We weren't allowed to see or talk to each

other for the next few months.

Yeah.

In fact, that was the last time I ever saw

her alive.

Claire had been the only form of communication between us during that time. One day Claire told me that D refused to talk to her, and she looked worn out.

I told father that I was staying at Claire's that night, and went to see D. I informed Claire of my plan, so that she could cover for me if dad cross checked.

Little did I know that I'll be finding my best friend in a pool of blood.

It was. It felt like my world stopped.

That'd be really nice to experience.

Yeah.

No, uh

Just talk to me, please?

I don't know.

I don't.

You shouldn't either.

My pain makes me, me.

If I hadn't gone through all of that I probably wouldn't have turned out this awesome.

I wouldn't have known how it felt like being happy, like actually happy. I wouldn't have known how it feels grinning like a cheshire cat. Or how exhilarating it felt when I packed a punch on someone, or explode something, or how it felt being with the people I love.

Taking away someone's pain is like taking away their identity. It's like erasing everything they've done in life, if I don't have bad times and pain to remember things by, I wouldn't know how to feel about something great.

We're talking right now, aren't we?

I know. I'm just teasing.

Just wait a moment. I'll call.