" I'm coming " Cheyenne said to the person outside the door, she opened it to see her one time best friend. " hey bestie so I just got an update that Brielle is hosting a party tonight and I'm here to get you dressed up and do you have a pair of blue heels I can borrow I'm really sick of my black shoes " Stella said without even waiting for an invite in as she just casually went inside the house and sat down like she owned the place. " Stella why are you such a bad person " " I'm sorry? " " I use to look to look up to you, I always tried to do whatever you did I don't know why but loved you as a good friend but when I needed you you weren't there, my parents got a divorce last year, big things where thrown, words where said and i just watched them tear each other apart, I had been so scared and your name was the first to pop into my head, and I called and I called but you never picked and the next day you asked why I wasn't at the party " she had already began crying trying to wipe the tear off her face. " Stella you hurt me because you always knew something was wrong but you never wanted to ask because you didn't want to be involved, Stella you suck at being a bestfriend because for once you never acted like one Now leave my house " she stood up opened the door and let Stella out then she slammed the door and tried to calm her self down. To her it felt like her life was falling apart, in the span of a year Cheyenne had lost a lot, her father was in jail after he siphoned off his company aid funds, her mother had died of cancer just a few years ago and just when she thought she had found someone to feel in the space in her heart he broke up with her. FLASHBACK
" why were you crying " he had asked her after carrying her out of the gym room because she sprained her ankles " I sprained my ankles " she replied " yeah that's not it, a sprained ankle wouldn't make continue to wash your hands while also using your fingers to create a line on then continuously, do you know that self harming is quite actually very stupid because when you keep doing it does that hurt you aren't actually feeling any pain, you are. I actually prefer to take my revenge than bottle up my feelings and let them cause more harm than good " " my life's a mess " " really? " " yeah, my dad had stole a huge sum of money from his place of work and now he's in jail I would be an orphan now if my uncle had not taken me in " " that sounds like you being lucky " " no because his wife feels like I'm a liability so he had to send me back home and come to check on me from time to time basically every weekend" " still I say you're quite lucky, I was raised by nannies and house keepers" " wait, so your problem is because you're rich? " " the only time I ever saw my parents where on Christmas" " seriously the story continues" she exclaimed in disbelief" they would have this huge party and fly back and I would have to come home too from what ever school they sent me off to, when I turned 16 I just left I went to DC to my grandpa, I didn't want to be their son anymore, you would expect them to come looking for me or calling to chastise me, but they didn't, I decided to tell them how I didn't want to be their son anymore and I would do it publicly, tell all their friends what horrible people they were, so I went ack home thinking they would have heir thanks giving party as every year so I knocked on the door but it wasn't them who opened, it was a stranger, turns out they had soled the house months ago, they were gone, looks like they were done with me too " " didn't your grandpa try to do anything about it " " he tried he really tried and on the day we got together on Christmas eve I was happy t see them again but they weren't, they lashed out on me it made me so angry I left the hall I wasn't afraid of anyone present at the table at that moment because my grandpa wasn't there, I stood in the garden for hour I didn't know that my whole family was being murdered in cold blood and when I had finally calmed down I went back inside to see their eyes wide in terror and no matter how rocky the relationship I had with me parents was, seeing them lay lifeless made me unconscious and when I was finally wake I was sure I would never be able to feel gain" " I'm so sorry that had to happen to you" " don't worry it has a bright side " " what is it " " I'm the last descendent" " that's your idea of a bright side " END OF FLASHBACK
He had become her friend and she would tell him all about her day without even knowing, they began to feel the space in each others hearts until they had fallen head over heels with each other, she felt sad knowing that all that had ended.