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Ever since that moment…
“I’ve waited thousands of years to retire…”
…The one thing i regret,
“What’s just one more?”
Is that i never…
“Wait, are you saying that in a year I’m gonna-“
Begged for more time.
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It’s been about 5 months after we defeated The Core and saved both Amphibia and Earth. So far, we’ve been able to fix up most of the damages that were made in LA, and everyones been able to go back to their normal everyday lives..mostly.
About 2 months ago, me and Sasha had to say goodbye to Marcy as she was moving away with her parents. The week before she moved was the best! Everyday was just us hanging out and having the best time of our lives. It also helped me forget about what the Guardian had told me.
Oh right…that..
I haven’t been dealing with the information well honestly. I haven’t really told anyone about what It’d told me about…
“What’s just one more?”
There hasn’t passed a day where that line hadn’t crossed my mind. Every time I try to forget it finds a way to remind me of my impending doom. I’ve been keeping track of the days too. Only 7 more months till…
It’s not the time for that now though.
Me and Sasha decided to have a sleepover at my place to catch up. Since Marcy left we haven’t really talked to each other much, just sending funny tiktoks and memes to each other every now and again, so I’m excited to talk to her. Maybe it’ll distract me from the fact that i’m gonna die.
I’ve been missing Sasha a lot too so i’m glad we can finally go back to talking again. She never told me how she felt after everything that happened, not even when Marcy was around. I’ll have to ask her-
Ding Dong
Shit, I forgot to make the cookies-
I rush down the stairs, nearly falling on my face, and go to open the door. There infront of me stands Sasha, wearing a casual yellow hoodie and some shorts.
“Hey Anne!” She smiles at me.
“Oh my gosh, Hi!” We hug each other and laugh a bit. I notice her hair isn’t in a ponytail as it normally would be. Honestly I prefer it, although she does look good in any hairstyle-
Wait what am i doing again? Oh right-
I watch her greet my mom then lead her up to my room. She jumps on my bed and I giggle.
“Ugh- hold on, I jumped on something-“ she pulls out a pink glittery notebook. My Diary. Shit-
I quickly take it from her hands and laugh a bit. “Whoops, guess I forgot to clear my bed heh-“ I know she can tell something’s wrong, I’m a bad liar, but thankfully she doesn’t say anything. She does give me a weird look for a second before laying back down on the clump of blankets i forgot to fold.
I sit down next to her and she turns her head to look at me. “So how’ve you been holding up ever since Mars left?” She asks me. “Oh i’ve been fiine. I guess just a bit bored.” “Yeah, same.” We sit in silence for a bit. Has it really been that long since we last talked face to face?
She sighs, turning her whole body onto her side and facing me. “Woah, it might be the lighting or something but your eye bags have gotten reeaalllyy bad Boonchuy-“ I put my hand up under my eye.
“they’re not that bad, right?”
“Ehhh yeah no they’re really bad-“
I sigh, noticing that she’s still looking at the eye bags on my face. I guess it’s from insomnia. Oh well. I look back at her and her eyes go from looking at the bags to looking directly into my eyes.
Maybe it was the sunlight or something, but her eyes were almost glowing blue. They have this specific shape that makes it easily identifiable as hers. I mean, I don’t think i’ve ever met anyone with eyes like hers. Bright blue and full of passion-
What the fuck am I thinking about-
I snap back to reality and feel my face heat up a bit. I can tell she snapped back from wherever her mind was when she jumped a bit and blinked. My eyes wonder to the floor. “So uh-“ i hear her begin. “Got anything you wanna talk about?” I look back at her. She’s already looking at me. I could almost make out a slight pink in her cheeks but that might just be her normal face in sunlight. She always did have such a nice natural blush-
okay i need to stop with that.
I think back to what i wanted to ask her before. “Uh yeah, kinda.” She looks at me and puts her hand under her head. “How are you dealing with uhm- everything that happened-“
“oh the construction isn’t really near my house anyways.”
“No i mean..everything with the core and Amphibia“
“..oh..”
She stops looking at me, instead opting to look at the blanket pile. I can tell she’s thinking on whether or not she should tell me about how she’s feeling. She’s always been the type to avoid talking about her feelings by doing anything else. But I know. I know she’s hurting too. And it kills me to see her trying to push it back.
I take a closer look at her face for a bit. You can barely see where she put concealer to make her own eye bags hidden but you can ever so slightly tell that she hasn’t been sleeping well either.
She sighs and looks at me with a tired expression on her face. “I’ve been… dealing with it I guess.” She lets out a slight chuckle. “I dunno.. I don’t really wanna think about it at all. I mean, it’s not like I got the chance to.” She plays it off like a joke. I look at her with worry and she sighs again.
“Sasha… I think you should talk about it-“
“It’s fine! Really! I’m fine.” She exclaims
“That full minute of silence before you answered says the opposite.”
She stares at me for a bit, stunned, before letting a deep sigh and letting her head go limp. A small laugh escapes her lips. “Damnit Boonchuy, you really do care about me huh.”
That… was unexpected.
She lifts her head and looks at me with a smirk and sleepy eyes. Endearing sleepy eyes. She looked so… smitten? Why? Why’s she looking at me like that. That stupid look. That stupid loving look. Why…
God, I never want that look to disappear from her face-
Wait what-
I snap back from whatever the fuck that was and feel my own face go red. Her smirk falls and she looks at me with one brow up. “Uhh Anne? You there?”
“Y-yeah- sorry I just kinda zoned out. I do that a lot” I laugh it off and she smiles at me.
“Sure”
Fuck- what were we talking about?- oh right.
“So, tell me about how you feel. Y’know like everything that’s happened over the past years we were in Amphibia.”
She takes in a breath “well, honestly I haven’t been dealing well with it. I know it’s over but I still feel constant stressed about it. I mean, fuck! Sometimes I wake up and wonder why I’m not in the resistance hideout, or in the woods, or toad tower… whenever I close my eyes I just imagine myself back in Amphibia. In the war and fighting and carnage… the thing I imagine most is…” She’s very hesitant now. I put my hand over hers and she looks at me with glassy blue eyes. Oh fuck she’s about to cry. She looks off to the side, her nose a hit redder “I still remember those moments when one of us would come close to death… toad tower especially. Frog. I was so stupid back then” she lowers her head to touch the bed, her forehead resting on our hands stacked ontop of one another. I look at her with worry. I just feel so bad about it even though it wasn’t my fault. I hear her sniffling a bit and realize my hand in wet with her tears.
Oh Sasha…
I slip my hand out from under her and use both of my hands to lift her head up into my palms and up to my eye level. Her eyes went puffy, her nose is red, her eyebrows scrunched up. And of course, large tears rolling down her face. I felt an ache in my heart watching her cry. Not my friend. My best friend. My…my Sasha Waybright..
I pull her into a tight and warm embrace, feeling her heart beat out of her chest in a fast pace. She must’ve been so sad. Slowly, i felt her arm wrap around me to hug me back. Her face went to my should and she cried. Her whole body flinching with every weep. I hug her tightly, brushing my fingers through her hair. She clung onto me tightly and just cried.
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After a while she calmed down and let go of me. We sat there, her forehead resting on my should and our hands intertwined. It was nothing but silence. A comfortable silence. Suddenly Sasha lifts her head and looks at me with glossy blue eyes. Mascara running down her face from her tears. “How do you do it Anne.?” She asked, exhausted.
“Do what?”
“How do you bring me comfort like no one else? How do you so easily know when I’m not feeling okay? How do you make my emotions just flood out?… How do you make me feel like I can just be myself without shame..?” Her voice hoarse. She looks down. If she had any more tears to cry it would’ve fallen out by now.
I put my hands on her shoulders gently and give a calm smile. “Sasha, we’ve been friends for such a long time now. We’ve hone through hell and back and I still care about you more than anything. You mean so much to me and the least I can do is make you feel safe and treat you as you deserve. We’ve both done and said some shitty things but that’s in the past. Now, all I want is your happiness.”
She looks at me, her eye lit up as if there were sparkles in her iris. She sniffled and pulls me into a tight hug. I didn’t say anything too special, just the truth. Maybe my words mean that much to her. Maybe it because no one else has comforted her before me. It’s probably the second guess anyways.
She pulls back after we hug for a bit and smiles at me before wiping her face with her arm. “Awe man- my make up is ruined” we giggles a bit together.
“I have some make up remover in my bathroom if you want”
She nods and gets up heading to the bathroom. She then paused half way there and turned back to me. “Hey Anne. Uhh do you mind if I were to-“
“Yes you can stay the night here Sash”
Her shoulders release from how tense they were and she lets out a sigh of relief. “Thanks”
I nod and watch her walk to the bathroom. She tends to stay over at my place anyways so my parents wont mind it either. Besides, it’s not like her parents care. They refused to even take her to therapy because it was expensive to them. God i fucking hate her parents. Stupid assholes.
A sigh and look out the window, only now realizing that the sun had set while we were talking. I look at the bag she brought. Too small to fit any clothes it in. Eh, i’ll just give her one of my Pyjamas again. I go over to my wardrobe and grab a set of loose pjs for her. Pink with tiny strawberries all over it. I never wear this one a lot but Sasha usually does when she decides to sleep over without bringing her own pjs. I’ve basically considered them hers anyways. I go over to the bathroom and knock on the door.
“Yeah?” I hear her call out
“Since you’re sleeping over and it’s already kinda late, wanna wear your pj’s now?”
“Uhh sure”
She opens the door and I hand her the clothes without looking in. She takes them and closes the door. I go over and grab a pear of pjs for myself. Black shirt with a koala on it with matching shorts that have a koala design all over it. I grab the clothes I was wearing before and look at the shirt. Man her makeup really did wipe on me. I can still see where she cried. Her tears still soaked into my shirt. Oh well.
Eventually she comes out of the bathroom with a clean face and the strawberry pjs on. You could clearly see her eye bags now. She looked so exhausted and drained. I had already laid down a sleeping mattress for her next to my bed with a pillow and a thick blanket. She flops onto the mattress and gets under the covers and sighs. I look down at her. “Hey, you okay?”
“Yeah just really fucking tired.”
“Oh okay… we don’t have to stay up if you don’t want to. I’m pretty tired too honestly” usually I would stay up till the morning because of my own over thinking but right now those thoughts are gone. Maybe I can actually sleep without nightmares.
She yawns and rolls over on her side to face me. “Yeah I think imma just knock out for now” she lets out a soft giggle and turns back to lay on her back. “Oh by the way.. thanks for listening to my problems and shit… it means a lot to me”
“No problem Sash”
We smile at eachother for a bit, holding eye contact for a moment too long. Her eyes were always hard to look away from-
What am I thinking-
I look away and go to turn off the lamp feeling my face heat up. While going back to my bed I accidentally kick my diary. Shit I forgot about that. I grab it and put it on my nightstand. Sasha scrolls on her phone a bit while I get myself tucked into bed. I yawn and feel my eyelids get heavy. “Goodnight Sasha” i say before closing my eyes.
“Goodnight Anne” she responded calmly.
I fall asleep so fast I didn’t even hear the noises from her phone. The Tiktok songs and videos she watched. Her giggles after watching or reading something funny.
Or the sound of her grabbing something from my nightstand and using her phone flashlight to see it clearer.
I slept peacefully for the first time in 5 whole months…