Vic: Can you please come upstairs and talk to her?
Maya: She doesn’t want to talk to me, Vic. And to be honest, she has been talking a lot of bullshit about me too.
Vic: I know, but you guys have been best friends for seven years now. Aren’t you even going to fight for her?
Maya: Not if she is not willing to fight for me.
Vic: She is. She just thinks that you think that she is a freak. You have both been hurt by Jaime and that is why you guys are acting like this. And let me tell you: he is not worth it.
Maya: This is not about Jaime.
Vic: It is. You would’ve never have fought in the first place if it wasn’t for Jaime.
Maya: I don’t know...I’ll probably make it worse like always.
Vic: Just come upstairs, Maya.

Maya’s POV
I let out a deep breath as I clicked away the conversation with Vic. After the very emotional conversation we had had in Mike’s living room, Naira had decided that she wanted some time for herself and she had walked upstairs. In that time me and the boys sat downstairs, none us said something.
Vic had gone after her half an hour after she had left, but it didn’t change anything about the situation I was in downstairs. Because of the silence I had a lot of space in my head to think about everything.
Especially that one thing Naira had said to me kept spinning in my head. She had made it seem like I was the worst person in the world. Like everything of the entire fight was my fault. Yes, I had said horrible things to her, things that I would take back in no time. But she just acted like she knew nothing about the things she said to me.
“I never said that, I was just giving you some advice. I mean, how can you help other people without helping yourself first?” she has said. Well, that’s fucking bullshit, Naira. I don’t know if you fucking remember, but you have told me almost literally that I only help people when it comes to use for me.
But the thing was, I started to believe her. Maybe she had been right. I helped people because I wanted to be good at it, but did that mean that I did it for me and not for them? Maybe I was selfish. God, I had thought a lot of things of myself, fat, dumb, too loud, annoying, unsuccessful, but selfish? I never thought I was, but maybe I was that too.
I was mad at Naira. I was fucking angry. But I also knew that I needed her. I didn’t talk to people about my own feelings a lot, not to Naira either. But the thought of not having her in my life anymore, hurt me a lot. She always told me the right things and we always had fun. Besides, I hated that she was in pain because of me. She didn’t believe me when I said I was sorry for what I did and that was painful. Not only because she didn’t trust me anymore, but also because she was now even more self-conscious about her condition.
I stood up with my phone still in my hand, the most movement that had happened in this room since Vic had gone upstairs. Mike, who was sitting beside me, looked up to me with his eyebrow raised. “Where are you going? You’re not going home, Maya. You can’t drive like this.” he said and I saw worry in his eyes. Why was he always worrying about me?
“I’m going upstairs, to talk to Naira.” I said. “Last attempt before I give up on her. If she’s not willing to talk about this like grown-ups, than it’s her own fault.”
I looked at Tony and he was shooting me a small smile, almost like he was afraid to smile at me. And indeed, I didn’t really saw the good in this situation. But I still shot a smile back to him. Just because he had been trying so hard to help me and Naira.
“Okay, good luck.” Mike said. And I rolled my eyes. I definitely needed luck. This was going to be horrible.
I walked up the stairs and looked at the five doors in the large hall. Fuck, why was Mike’s house so fucking big? I knew for a fact that he had a lot more rooms behind the door on my left and a lot on the third floor. Naira and Vic could be practically everywhere.
I listened carefully, thinking that I could maybe hear them talking or anything, but it was dead quiet. I decided to first look on this floor and then go upstairs. Naira most likely didn’t walk to the highest floor. She had never been in Mike’s house before, so it just made the most sense.
I opened the door of the bathroom, but there was no one there. Then the room next to it and again nothing. I got to the bedroom and opened it and again there was no one.
I saw my shirt of yesterday lay on the bed. I had slept here over night, because I didn’t want to go back to Naira. I knew now that I could’ve easily gone home, Naira had spent the night at Tony’s place.
I walked to the bed to pick up my shirt. I really wanted to go home as fast as possible if this wouldn’t work out.
I was about to head for the door again, when I saw Vic and Naira sit down on the chairs on Mike’s balcony. Nice choice, Naira. It was most likely the most awesome place of the whole house.
I took in a deep breath to gather all my courage and walked over to the glass doors. I was perfectly aware that this would probably end up in an argument again. She would hurt me, I would hurt her. I didn’t want that, but I also wasn’t ready to lose my best friend.
They were both sitting with their back towards me. Maybe I could still get away from here? They hadn’t noticed me yet.
But instead I cleared my throat, so they would be aware that I was here. They both turned around and a smile grew on Vic’s face. Naira at the other hand, had turned incredibly pale and ice cold. She looked like she was about to rip my throat out, but her eyes were still red from crying.
“Can I, uhm, talk to you maybe?” I asked and I tried to keep looking her in the eyes. It was almost impossible, though. If looks could kill…
“I don’t really want to talk to you.” she said, her expression not changing a bit. I heard Vic let out a sigh.
“Look Naira, all I want to do, is talk this over as adults. If you still don’t want to be my friend anymore after this, go ahead. But I still want to give our friendship a shot.” I said. This definitely hit her, but she tried very hard to keep her act together.
“I will give you two some privacy.” Vic said as he stood up from his chair. Naira shot him a look, begging him to stay, but she didn’t really protest more than that.
When Vic had left the balcony, I sat down on his chair and looked at Naira. She deliberately didn’t look at me.
I sighed and looked over the beach, thinking about a way I could start the conversation. There were a million things I wanted to say, but I had no idea where to start.
“This is my favorite place in Mike’s house, you know. It’s so peaceful and beautiful, you should see this place around sunset.” I said and Naira remained quiet. “It does surprise me that you came up here. Do you remember that time that you almost fell off your own balcony back in Ashland because you wanted to show me something over skype.” I said grinning and Naira turned her head away from me a little. Maybe it was because she had to grin too but didn’t want to show me.
“I had a stomach ache of laughing the entire day.” I continued. “Things were so easy back then. We lived our own lives and if you got sick of the other you could just turn off your phone for a while. And we were still there for each other. We helped each other through things. It’s no surprise that things got harder for us now, you can’t just walk away from each other easily and now we are a part of each others lives, it allows to do stupid things like calling each other names and dating the same guy.”
I paused for a few seconds to see if what I was saying had even the smallest effect on her. To be honest, she looked broken. She looked like a broken girl who was wearing a super thin mask of toughness.
I continued. “But back when we hadn’t met each other in real life yet, we always missed something, you know. At least I did. I knew that you would be one of the few people that actually understood me, I knew that we would be friends for a long a time. But I could never hug you when you were sad and you couldn’t hold me when I had a hard time. We couldn’t do the things normal best friends always did. And at those moments I always felt lonely, because I wanted to do a certain thing with you, but you were miles away.
So, maybe it did get harder to maintain our friendship, but wouldn’t it be worth it? Wouldn’t it just make us stronger? We just need to be both in it, you know. Give each other space to tell what’s on our minds. We need to both fight for this. I need to know you’re with me, Naira. For the sake of saving us.”
I held my breath as I watched Naira. I Looking for any sign that she would maybe give in. It made me sad that she didn’t show anything. No matter how much of a bitch she could be sometimes, I would have a hard time doing without her.
But I guess that was one sided. She didn’t want to be my friend enough to try and fix things. I shook my head and stood up, knowing that I wasn’t wanted here. She was just staring ahead of her, not giving two shits. And why would she? I have said horrible things, I have been a horrible friend. “I understand. If you want I can help you pack or something. Or maybe send your stuff to your house in Ashland. I heard from Tony that you were planning on moving again.” I let out a breath to keep down the tears. I needed to be strong now. “You just need to know that I’m truly sorry about everything that happened and everything I said. You’re not a freak, Naira. In fact, if someone is a freak, it’s probably me. Please don’t be ashamed of who you are. What I said yesterday was honestly the most stupid thing I have ever said. I’m really sorry.”
I turned around and headed for the door. Just as I was about to enter the bedroom, she spoke up. “You’re not, Maya. You’re just saying this to clear your conscious.” her voice sounded a bit hoarse. Probably from the crying.
I immediately went back to my chair and sat down again. “I really am. I just said it because I was angry and I knew that that was the thing that would hurt you the most.” I said and I wanted so bad for her to believe it. I really did mean it.
“You were angry because I called you selfish, right?” she said referring to our conversation earlier this morning. “I didn’t say that. I have not said that.” her voice still had a lot of anger in it.
I sighed. This was honestly the part that I wanted to talk about the least. Mostly because it required me to be honest about a part of myself I didn’t want her to know. I didn’t know if it was worth it, because I didn’t think we would make up anyway. “You’re right, I guess.” I said rubbing my hands over my jeans. “Just forget about it.”
Naira let out scoff, she was definitely mad at me again. “No, I won’t. There must be a reason that you said that. Just be honest with me for once in your fucking life, Maya. You say that we have been there for each other over the years, but I could never be there for you because you always act like there’s nothing wrong with you. And you get away with it because you’re so fucking good at lying.” she said and she took a breath, not having enough of it while she was talking.
I didn’t really know what to do anymore. I have no idea if keeping this in would be a good or a bad thing. And my mind was too tired to think about it.
So, i just spilled. “I suck at being a psychologist.” I just said and it became dead quiet except for her breathing. “I have been thinking it for a while and hearing you say that I only help people for myself and not for others...it just got to me.” I was shaking all over just telling her this. Why was telling people things so hard for me?
Naira was quiet for a while. I didn’t know if it was because she was taken back by my honesty or if she just didn’t give a shit. Was telling her this a mistake? I thought I could trust her, but why would she want to know? It’s only bothering her, I know it.
“I didn’t know that, Maya. I’m sorry.” she said and I heard that she meant it. There was no way she could’ve known away. “Is this bothering you because of your brother? Because he is successful and you well...you’re not?”
I scoffed. I didn’t want her pity. I didn’t want to talk about this. But I knew that I had to be honest to her if I wanted her friendship back. I needed to at least give her the feeling that she was helping me. So I nodded. I hoped that would be enough for her.
“For what it’s worth, I think you’re amazing at what you’re doing.” She said and the anger in her voice was ebbing away with every word she said.
“I couldn’t even help you when you had that attack. I wasn’t supposed to panic like I did.” I said, thinking back about the time she had had that tourettes attack three days ago and I just couldn’t do anything.
“Well, it’s okay. It was your first time. No one succeeds the first time.” she said.
I shook my head. “I just have been so stupid lately. I’m honestly sorry about everything I said, Naira. You know that, right? If I could take it back, I would do it.” I said and moved my head so I could look into her eyes.
She looked very different than when we first started talking. “I do believe you’re sorry. But I still believe what you said is right.” she said.
All those years she had had this condition and still she struggled with it. I knew it was the thing she was most insecure about and I only made it worse. “You’re not a freak, Naira. I don’t think that. And I also made up that Jaime and Vic think that you are. You are awesome. You’re maybe not ‘normal’, but who wants to be normal? You’re extraordinary.” I said and I made an imaginary rainbow with my hands for the effect.
She chuckled and smiled at me. “We have both done some fucked up shit. Why don’t we just let it slide?” She said and I also felt a smile form on my face. “I guess we’ve established by now that we’re both sorry.”
I chuckled, actually happy by now that I listened to Vic. “Yeah and I guess Mike was right. We have been angry at the wrong person.” I said as I squinted my eyes. It felt a bit like I was trapped in something like ‘the five stages of heartbreak.’ Phase one: yesterday when I was sad. Phase two: happening right now, anger. I suddenly had an urge to punch Jaime in the face. Like extremely hard. Like ‘blood-flying-all-over-the-place’ hard.
Naira chuckled. “Nah, I wasn’t into him enough to really be furious at him or anything. I mean, I’m hurt and of course I’m mad. But luckily I didn’t have the time to really grow deep feelings for him.” she said.
Well, lucky you. Because I’m fucking heartbroken. For years I had feelings for a guy that I trusted and then he just threw me in the trash.
I leaned forward a bit. “Look Naira, I know guys like this. These are the type of guys that think they can get away with anything because they’re normally ‘good’ people. We just need to make sure that he won’t be doing this to anyone else…”
Naira’s eyes got big as she understood where I was going with this. “You’re talking about revenge.” she said.
I shot her an evil grin. “We need to make him hurt for a little while. We need to make clear to him that he can’t mess with us.” I said.
She chuckled, but I didn’t think I had quite convinced her yet. “I don’t know…” she said.
“C’mon! let’s show him together that he shouldn’t mess with elementary teacher Naira Belisle.” I said challenging and now the smile on her face turned into a grin similar to mine.
“Okay, I’m in. You’re right, he should know that it’s not okay to do this to women.” She said. “Or men. It’s just not okay in general.” she said and I saw that it what he had done to us was setting in with her.
To be honest, it had only really set in now with me too. He dated both of us, at the same time, two best friends. Even if he was sorry, he needed to pay for what he had done. “What goes around comes back around, baby.” I said, leaning back in my chair and I made a circle with index finger. “Let’s be badass chicks.”
Naira laughed. “Being a badass chick is kind of new to me, so you need to teach me some stuff.” she said and then her eyes became big. “I think I have an idea.”
I folded my hands together. “Well, tell me.”
Naira’s eyes seemed to sparkle as she told me what her plan was. She was definitely in her element. Being bad suited her somehow.
I was just glad I had her back. I couldn’t stand the thought of her being mad at me and life was just way more fun with her around. For a while I thought we would actually break, but we had just too much history together to actually break this easily.
So, that was how we spent the rest of the night. Thinking of our badass girl power plan to take revenge on our ex-crush. This is why we were friends. Things like this I could only do with Naira.

Notes

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