"Anaya sweetie?"

I stared ahead at the wall not even bothered to answer. "Honey...." My mom trailed off probably catching sight of my wrist.

"You said you would stop." She broke down seeing the blood.

"I know." I said hollowly. "They also said bullying could be stopped."

I gasped shooting off my bed looking around, before sighing in relief. "Just a dream." I breathed out. No a harsh memory.

One of many I thoughts I buried, before she came into my life, and walked out once again.

"I'll just do some paper work." I sighed getting up and sitting at my desk. Turning on the light I buried myself into work.

Work, that's all I've been doing, trying to distract myself. It worked for some time, but now.....

"Miss Davyn, your five O'clock is here." I looked up from my desk just to see him walk in. I did a double take.

"Miss, Davyn huh. Fancy." He gave me a smile sitting down in front of me.

"Mister Peirce." I acknowledged him before looking down at my work. Childish I know.

But, is there a guideline to how to react when your long time crush, ex-best friend, and ex-boyfriend to your evil enemy comes visit you? Thought so.

Andrew Peirce. As cliché as it is, quarterback player back in high school and popular it boy. Yeah had a crush on him, stupidest mistake ever. It made the hurt, hurt even more.

Heard his football career took off, hard not to hear considering the name Andrew Peirce has been everywhere for a while. You can imagine how annoyed I became.

It seems like Football has done him good.

"Oh come on, don't be like that Naya." I froze at the sound of my childhood nickname. "You and I both know you lost the right to call me that." He frowned but nodded in understanding.

Did he really think I would welcome him back into my life? Just like that, after everything he's done! "Well, I guess-"

"Why are you here?" I cut him off narrowing my eyes. Andrew shifted nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "I thought, I could come see how you were doing, I heard you've done a lot even after...."

I smiled bitterly. "My unsuccessful suicide?" He flinched at my blunt words. "Yeah, I never meant for that to happen, I mean no one did...."

I rolled my eyes. "I know they just wanted me to wallow alone, and take everything thrown at me without any consequences for them. Understandable. We can be selfish once in a while can't we?" He grimaced at the familiar words.

'We can be selfish once in a while, can't we?'

It's just what he told me when I complained to him about Jessica, when he began going out with her. He always had a crush on him and it killed me, I think I killed our friendship too. I don't know whether it was wrong, or right of me to ask him to break up with her.

I still don't know till this day.

"I-" He groaned running his hand through his hair while I tried not to notice his flexing muscles. "I know, I messed up big time. But I want to make it up to you, be there for you. Your mom is worried about-"

I narrowed my eyes. "-Wait, when did you see my mother?" His mouth opened and close like a fish before he relented. "During one of my games, she approached me."

"Exactly why? Doesn't she know you played a part in all this?" I said harshly. He sighed. "How can she when you never said a thing?" I felt my nose flare in anger. "Are you blaming me, on how the bullying went too far?"

"No no." He shook his head in panic. "A friend, she said you needed a friend. You've been burying yourself in work, pushing people away. She's worried about your health, your mental health. Anaya, you need someone there for you."

I sneered standing. "And you're the one? One of the causes in the first place."

"Yes, I'm going to become your friend, be there for you, and drag you to parties, to socialize." He stood towering over me.

"Whether you want my friendship, or not."

It wasn't an empty promise either, and I guest after a long while. I finally found fun, and true friendship.

True friends, one who sticks around and picks up the pieces. They could be your previous friends you went to school with, a fall out friend, or simply you're rival and enemy.

You simply don't know who could end up being your best friend.