(Vivian's POV)
Maybe I could create a new account with a name that's not easily recognizable as mine. Aha! I'll add her first and pretend to be one of Charlotte's classmates, asking if she was Charlotte's best friend.
(Request sent.)
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Azari Caballero
You're friends on Facebook
Lives in Qatar
hello?
Azari
haii!!
sorry to interrupt, but can i ask you something?
Azari
yeahh sure you can
do you know who is Charlotte?
Azari
ohh... she was my old bestfriend years ago
you still updated to each other?
Azari
actually we don't talk anymore after some bad events that happened...
actually i was her classmate if you're wondering
Azari
ohh so that's why, but why question about us?
It's because i
Azari
I what??
want
to
tell
you
that
she
already
passed
away
(｡ﾉω＼｡)
Azari
you serious?! why the fuck did she died?
uhmm she committed suicide. . .
Azari
wahh why didn't she told me about her problems
the last thing she said to me is that
she wished that if her special friend
only notice her presence and not seeing she was being replaced with someone else
Azari
so that's why. . . if that dumb friend only give attention Charlotte would've been alive until today.
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(Azari's POV)
Shit, why didn't I talk to her when we had the chance? I blocked her number, and now it's all my fault. She needed me, and I let her down.
I should drown this guilt at the bar, take shots until I forget it all.
"Can I have a glass of whiskey?" I ask, ready to numb the pain.
The aroma hits me hard, but it's a welcomed distraction. Maybe I should check her spam messages...
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Arlo<3
3 years ago
Arlo
Why are you with her? ─=≡Σ(╯°□°)╯︵┻┻
Arlo
I will just make this my diary...
2 years ago
Arlo
If you only knew I am battling with sickness right now.
Arlo
Looking happy, huh? What's her name, haha.
Arlo
I'm tired of waiting for you.
Arlo
Have good memories with her, okay? Not like what happened to us.
It's all my fault. I should have realized sooner. Now I'm here, suffering alone. I deserve this.
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(Vivian's POV)
Who's that girl at the bar? Is that Azari? I need to get there quick.
"Stop screaming, Zari! Let's go home. You've had enough," I urge, approaching her cautiously.
"Why should I stop? She was my only friend! We may not have been best friends in the end, but I still cherished her," Azari's emotions spill out.
I guide her out gently, supporting her as we leave.
"Hoyahh, look, Zari! There's a cute fluffy sheep crossing the rainbow," she says to herself, her way of coping.
"Time to sleep now. You're exhausted," I say softly as she drifts off, snoring lightly.
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This Can't Be The End of Me
Teen FictionWhere Vivian is the person everyone who could wish to live like and to be like. Assuming that her life would be so perfect not until love and work got into testings and trials. Vivian Cartier, an attorney and a detective. She graduated just at the a...
