A Small Memento of Our Friendship

Hey Creepy Stalkers! ^.^

I'm dedicating this to my best friend, Montiee, because without him, I don't know how I would've gotten through this stage of my life. Although modest, saying he feels as though he isn't doing enough for me, he's been the single most important person in my 8th grade life. I'd be lost without him and I'd just like to write a little something. Montiee, I apologize if it's not very good... Haha. Enjoy!

Without wax,
lonewriter7

~*~*~*~

My heart skipped a beat as the thunder boomed loud in the air. Shivers ran down my spine, and I stared at the screen of my computer. Offline. I shut my eyes tight as another round of thunder sounded. Grabbing the remote to my music console, I flipped it to a familiar song. The one he sang to me when I was scared to lose him the most. It played, and for a while I forgot to listen for the thunder. It was just white noise against the memory that played in my head.

"Dana? Are you okay? What happened?" The tears wouldn't stop. He actually said it. I was just like Kyle, the one person that I was most afraid to be like, and he said so. He said it himself. This probably meant the end of our friendship. He sounded like he just... hated me. Skylar sounded concerned on her end of our call. "Dana, talk to me sweetie. What did he say?"

"He just said..." I took a deep breath, "He said I was like Kyle, and that what I said was just so out of the blue and hostile..." She made a muffled 'Awww' in the background. "I didn't mean it like that, I swear... It just came out, and I was a little frustrated."

"It's alright, he's just not thinking straight right now, honey, it's alright." She comforted me, but I didn't need comforting. I needed my best friend back, and that didn't seem like it was ever going to happen.

"I don't want to lose him, Sky... He's just such an amazing person and just a phenomenal friend, I was so lucky to have him care for me like he did." I wiped my tears, but they were merely replaced. "I never meant it like that..." For a moment there was silent rage. Skylar was pissed and I knew it.

"That's it, I'm getting his ass online." I heard typing and huffing, before finally, "Ben's getting him online. Give me a moment." It was impossible, I thought, he would never forgive me if he compared me to Kyle. "He's calling you," Skylar shouted. "Answer him!" My heart dropped into my gut.

"He's not going to forgive me Sky, just drop it." The call ended. She actually kicked me off the Skype call. I shook my head in disbelief, answering his call. "Hey," I said, barely audible. I didn't want to give away the fact that I had been crying.

"Hey, Sky told me you were crying, so I had to call." The feeling of disappointment deepened. He had only called because I was crying. Because I was too weak to handle anything. Because he was forced. I had to show him I had the ability to be strong, but above all, I had to explain myself, because if I had it my way, he would always be part of my life.

"I need you to hear me out, okay?" I practically begged. He nodded. "I never meant it in that way. I was just frustrated and I said that really without thinking. Sky can vouch for me that I felt bad after sending it, and so I asked Ben to apologize for me." My breath was shaky and very uncertain. "I don't want to lose you Montiee..."

"Look, it just frustrated me that you would even say that. I love your company, and for you to even think that I wouldn't want to talk to you made me so mad. I'm sorry I exploded on you like that." He didn't even know what he was saying. What was he even thinking, apologizing?

"No!" I practically shouted. It was 3 AM, and everyone was asleep, so I lowered my voice. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have said that. I'm really really sorry." He sighed and chuckled slightly.

"No, both of us played a part in this. It was a test of my character and, well... frankly I failed." I was nearly laughing at this point. It really wasn't his fault. Smiling, I couldn't believe my ears. My fear of losing him was replaced with an overwhelming sense of happiness.

"So... are we good?" I hadn't lost him after all. A moment of hesitation.

"Yes... we're good. You can't get rid of me that easily."

"Thank you Montiee," I whispered, trying to keep my tears under control. They were no longer due to sadness, but relief.

The song ended. I checked Skype. Offline. Sighing, I let the song repeat, and slept soundly knowing he would always be there for me, and for that I was grateful. The thunder was just noise in the background now, getting farther and farther away.