Their End, My Beginning novel Chapter 11

After settling down, Mandy offered to stay, but I rejected it as I want my space as much as I wanted her to be near me. I think it’s time to stand on my own with no one’s help, which was hard, but I coped up with it.

The next instruction from dad was the hardest. Meeting Ryder. Forget about meeting him I couldn’t even get to see a glimpse of him. I tried many methods to find his number which I got through Mandy which was taught to her by her dad, Uncle Nick was also very good in coding seeing that my dad and he was not only best friends but childhood friends it was through them that Aunt Olivia Mandy’s mom and my mom became best friends. While I tried to get a glimpse of him, Mandy found his number.

I got his number; I got to hear his voice which made me tear up again but remembering the task in hand I said Hello and he hung up on me. HE HUNG UP ON ME. Well, I forgot this is not my Ry we are talking about. I tried to call him again, but it said the device was switched off. I felt something ran down my face and when I touched it; I understood I was crying. Now I understood why Ry never hung up on me in the past, though I did it many times either to irk him or because of our stupid fights, IT FREAKING HURTS.

I cried and cried the whole day and cooled myself down, but when Mandy came to the apartment; I started crying so badly that I felt like I would die I couldn’t even breathe which I understood much later that I hyperventilated if it wasn’t for her quick response I don’t even want to think about it. After crying the whole day Mandy took me out for a walk which really helped me a lot, later when I came home did I find the boxes in my living and when I looked at Mandy, she said nothing but went straight to unpacking. Well, that’s Amanda for you, even if I say I don’t want her help she will make it seem like it is she who wants it though it is just because of stubbornness that I declined her help but in reality I needed her help. More like I wanted her to support me like always.

So from then on she became my roommate. She was not only my roomie but my helper in investigation too, since I needed her to find the clues. She was the one who drove me to interview she was the one who calmed my nerves. I don’t know how will I ever repay her. The things she does for me mean the world to me, though it is what best friends more like sisters from another mother are for.