Something Between Us ✔

1| A Broken Heart Between Us

1. A Broken Heart Between Us

"Fall in love with someone​ who deserves your heart. Not someone who plays with it."

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The annoyingly loud sound of my alarm clock woke me up and I wanted to do nothing but smash that little piece of crap with my baseball bat. I allowed myself a few more minutes in bed,  calculating the hours of the day it would take for me to get back in here.

I loved my bed. It was like I was in a relationship with him. But damn that alarm clock, it was freaking jealous of us.

I threw away the covers and marched to the bathroom. It was like being in this mood is a part of my daily routine.

During breakfast, my phone rang and I picked it up.

"Hey, Claire," I greeted my best friend as I shoved a piece of pancake topped with maple syrup in my mouth.

"Brooke. I need to talk to you," She said, her words faltering in the end. She sounded like she was crying her eyes out.

"Claire, what happened? Are you okay?" I asked as I quickly chewed and swallowed the pancake in my mouth.

"No!" She sniffed. "I'm not okay! Jesse dumped me."

"What?" I exclaimed. "Jesse dumped you? Why?!"

"I want to meet you," She said, not answering my questions.

"I'll see you at school. I am on my way," I said, shoving the rest of my breakfast aside and grabbing my car keys. It was friends before food for me.

As I reached school, I wondered where Claire must be. Probably by her locker, throwing away things that Jesse gave her. Girls do that after a breakup, right?

I don't know as I had never been in a relationship with anyone and neither did I wanted to. He could be using you...like Jesse was using Claire. I'm glad as well as sad that he dumped her. Glad because he didn't deserve Claire and sad because she was miserable because of him.

I was right. She was by her locker, taking out books for her first period.
I tapped her shoulder and she turned around. Her face was all red indicating that she had been crying. A lot. And I hated that a good for nothing brat like Jesse was the reason for her tears.

As soon as she realized it was me, she took hold of my hand and pulled me into a bone crushing hug.

"Cl-Claire, you're gonna kill me with this h-hug," I choked out.

She didn't say anything and just kept crying.

"Seriously, your hugs are more deadly than anaconda hugs," I said and chuckled in a lame attempt to lighten up the mood. I didn't know what else to say. I thought this would make things slightly better but I guess I had a bad sense of humor. She didn't laugh, instead she sobbed even more. Great! Now I made her cry more. Why am I such a crappy friend?

"Hey, hey, it's okay. Claire, tell me. What did he do?" I asked, putting an arm around her shoulder.

"He called me this morning and told me that he wants to break up with  me. He doesn't love me anymore! And now he has a new girlfriend, Grace," She said, hiccupping in the end.

"It's okay, Claire. Don't worry. He didn't deserve you anyways. Be happy that you two finally broke up."

I was really not good in situations like this. I didn't know what to tell the person who had just being through a break up to comfort them. Do we cry with them​? Or do we hatch a revenge plot with them? Do we eat chocolate and have movie marathon with a box of tissues nearby with them? Or do we just leave them alone? Or do we just pretend nothing happened to them? Or do we search for a new boyfriend better than her ex for them? Ugh! I don't know what to do!