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The Best Friend (2)

She looked up at me with those jewel like eyes. Her face was tear stained over someone she never should have ended up with. It hurt me that my angel was depressed.

            “Will you go to the funeral with me, Drake?” she asked me, her face pleading. It was like I was the only thing she had left. I wanted to say “hell no.” I hated the guy, but Lily needed my support.

            “Yeah, sure. Just tell me when girl.” I smiled stroking her hair. It was long and black with red streaks in it. It would have looked beautiful just plain black, but I could never tell her that. She had been with the emo crowd in high school. I was a jock but I feel in love with her and it had turned me into one too.

            I had medium black hair, blue eyes, and several piercing in my ears. My entire wardrobe was black and I had two tattoos. One was an eagle on my left shoulder and one that said “the past is exactly where it should be” was wrapped around my wrist. Lily had dared me to get a matching flower tattoo with her. But we had yet to do it.

            “I need to go, Drake.” She said finally.

            “Ok, take care, girl.” I said hoarsely. I didn’t want her to leave.

            “I love you, Drake.” She smiled. Not like I love you, I thought to myself.

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            Two days later we stood at a graveside service for Zeke. Lily was bawling and I couldn’t blame her. If the person I loved died, it would kill me. But seeing that person in pain was worse enough.

            She wore a simple black dress, but with her long legs it almost made it scandalous. She had on heels that made her an inch taller. She was so sexy. I tried to shake my thoughts, but she was always on my mind.

            Afterwards, I walked her to my car. We had driven together. She got in silently and I took her to the girl’s dorm. When we arrived I noticed a look in her eyes I hadn’t seen since our breakup. I misread it and leaned in for a kiss.

            “No, Drake.” She said pushing me away. I felt stupid and it hurt me. “It’s too soon and …well it would be awkward because you my friend.”

            She could see the hurt on my face.

            “Drake, I like you, I really do…but it feels wrong so soon after Zeke. And I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” She hugged me. I didn’t want to let go, but I did when I felt her pull away. “I love you Drake. BFF’s?” she asked me. Her eyes were so angelic.

            “Yeah, BFF’s.” I said unenthusiastically. She walked away and I watched. Why can’t I have her?

            I went back to my room and feel asleep.

                                                            ***

“I love you, too.” It wasn’t a statement, it was a promise.