Shania's P.O.V.

I walked up and down in front of the airport, waiting for Emilie to get back from Italy. Couldn't her plane hurry a bit more? This was an urgent situation and Emilie needed to be here now. I ran my hands through my hair and thought about this problematic situation. It being that Emilie's dad was sick. That had actually been the only reason that I had called her, I didn't want to force her to get back with him if she hated him as much as she said. But I also didn't want her to regret one day never talking with her dad about things. I groaned for the millionth time today and almost pulled out my hair in frustration.

Why did things have to be so complicated? Why did life have to be so messed up that there were only problems in sight? Couldn't things work out for once? Couldn't we be happy and carefree again?

I plopped down on the floor next to my mom's car, not caring how I looked, and closed my eyes. Immediately, images starting to assault me. Hiroki, Emilie, Leonora. Hiroki, Emilie, Leonora. Always them. I always saw them when I closed my eyes, sometimes I saw them happy, more often that not I saw them with despair, pain, fear in their eyes. Sometimes I saw them dead. Sometimes I watched them die while I couldn't move to help them. My life had become a living and very much breathing nightmare and I couldn't control it anymore. Like now. I was supposed to be waiting for Emilie to take her to her dad, and here I was, seated on the floor reliving all of my nightmares

When had it reached this point where I couldn't even spend an hour without this nightmarish images coming into my mind? When had it reached the point where I couldn't even do anything for my friend without thinking of my own personal mess? When had I completely succumbed to the pain?

I sighed and pushed my fists against my eyes, trying hard not to cry. I couldn't cry now, I was in the car park of the airport, waiting for my friend to come back from her nice holiday trip to Italy. I was not freaking out and getting assaulted by depressing images while waiting for my friend to come from her trip to Italy that she made in memory of her dead girlfriend. Not at all.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated, signalling that I had just gotten a message.

Em👽: Where are you?

Car park E, near the trees

Em👽: Ok, am coming

I pocketed my phone and stood up, drying any tears that had managed to bypass my fists; I didn't want Emilie to think that I was anything but well and perfectly fine. I was here for her, and I certainly did not want her to worry about me. She'd probably worry enough about her dad as things were. Because although she had said that she hated her parents, I was pretty sure that that wasn't the case and that she did love them.

I saw Emilie coming near and looking around for me and I ran to her, jumping in her arms when I reached her. This effectively startled her and made her squeal in surprise, as I expected.

"Emilie! The love of my life!"

She shook her head at me.

"You're still completely nuts I see," she laughed at me and I smiled.

"Of course that I am normal! I am the normalest friend out there my dear," I winked while grabbing her luggage and dragging it to my car. "Now, you're gonna sit down and while I drive you're going to tell me everything about Italy. And I do mean everything. I want all the details bella."

She shook her head at my horrible Italian accent and saluted.

"Yes ma'am. You're going to get all the details of my trip. And then you're gonna tell me why exactly I had to come back now."

I nodded and sat down, waiting for Emilie to buckle up before driving off.

"So, Italy...."

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Hey there lovelies!💖

I hope that you're all fine and having a wonderful time now that Christmas is approaching😊

As today's the 1st of December, I decided that I should give you a nice little chapter. And as it's the beginning of December, I decided that it can't be all sad, so that's why you're getting a kinda nice ending. I hope you liked it!🤗

Also, sorry that it's so short😢

I wish you a happy biscuit bakery and I hope that you have a good day/night/evening!