“What else did you expect, didn’t I tell you?”
“But, you know…”
“No buts here my friend, when I told you I was the weirdo right…”
Shelly was really pissed by the just broken egg. I had taken a moment trying to figure out how I could tell her without triggering this other side of her. Well, it was clearly a failed mission.
“Shelly inzwa kani (Shelly listen here)…”
“What now, bestie this is the only thing I hate about you.” Red eyes, shivering hands, bottom lip bit and right foot tapped numerously on the ground. I didn’t know how to calm her; man she had crossed to the other emotional side.
She hid her face from the one guy who had her as the closest friend in the whole world. Besides family, she was all I had left and could run to and hoped like always she would silently give me her shoulder and consoled me. I guess she had had enough of these tears I always ignorantly went to look for out there.
“So…” she cut me immediately.
“Don’t talk to me, OK.”
My heart was completely shattered….
To be continued
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