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Friendship Sad Fiction

Skylar Larsen and Lyndsey Waters. Lyndsey Waters and Skylar Larsen. Best friends forever. Two peas in a pod. Secret keepers. Sisters from another mister. That's what they were.

Lyndsey adjusted herself on the hard plastic seat, her butt sore from sitting. She was in the back, pressed up against the window, holding her purse tightly to her chest, hoping nothing fell out. She was going to her grandma's house in the country for the weekend, but the train ride was long. Too much time for her to spend on crossword puzzles. She had already finished her book about an hour ago.

She adjusted herself one more time, pulling her shorts down a bit, and fixed the neck of her shirt. Her fingers brushed over the pendent that rested on her collarbone and a pang of sadness washed over her.

It was her friendship necklace. It was funny how a small, silver, half heart that said 'F's ever' could mean so much to somebody. Or how much heartache it could bring. The other half of the heart that read 'BF for' belonged to Lyndsey's old best friend, Skylar. Although, after what had happened, it was probably at the bottom of her trash can.

Lyndsey rested her head against the train window, trying to block out all the noise of the crowded train, and tried to remember what had happened between them.

Maybe it was when the two had gotten into a fight and the popular girls, Adelaide and Claire asked if Skylar wanted to join them at recess. Lyndsey had watched them from the playground jealously until the bell rang and the kids went back to class.

Maybe it was the time when 5th grade had ended and they moved to middle school. Skylar started wearing skirts and makeup, always carrying a small handbag full of thousands of lipgloss flavors, mascara, a scary amount of powders, and an alarming spread of bottles and brushes. It seemed like every pore had a daily routine.

Maybe it started to happen when Lyndsey saw less and less of her friend, and the matching necklace on her neck seemed to be replaced by gold chains or diamonds.

Or maybe Lyndsey knew it all along, deep down inside. It only started showing when Skylar would no longer laugh at the jokes she would only months before. Or when she quit tennis, now pulling a face whenever she thought of being sweaty.

Or possibly when she was always going to the mall and driving to school in Claire's limo and no longer walking through the streets in her high heels that seemed to get taller and sparklier every time Lyndsey saw her.

Maybe it was a combination of all of these. But whatever it was, it cut Lyndsey to the core. She missed her best friend terribly. She missed the sleepovers, laughing at things that weren't even funny, or sneaking out of the house to meet under the willow tree in Skylar's front yard where they would tell scary stories and giggle and eat chips that Skylar would now push away with her long acrylic nails saying 'Sorry, I need to watch my weight.'

Lyndsey missed throwing notes to each other in class and messing up on homework together, going to recess and sitting under the huge maple tree, and talking about which boys were cute and who would date who when they were older.

But most of all, Lyndsey just missed Skylar in general. They were total opposites but made the best of friends. Skylar had long, blonde hair and big blue eyes. She was a huge extrovert, always laughing and making friends with people and always ready to help or volunteer for something. She was great at art and P.E and would usually help Lyndsey with art projects and running extra laps with her.

Lyndsey on the other hand had shoulder-length brown hair and hazel eyes. She was quiet and shy most of the time and good at math and science. She wouldn't go to parties if she had the option to stay home in her pj's and eat ice cream, watching The Irregular At Magic High School.

Lyndsey fiddled with the pendent, running her fingers over the carved words like she had done so many times before. Sometimes those days were filled with tears, knowing that her best friend didn't want anything to do with her anymore, others she was so mad she could have ripped the necklace off her neck if she tried.Β 

A sudden jolt brought Lyndsey back to her surroundings, and she blinked rapidly, promising herself she wouldn't cry. She glanced around. Some people had gotten off, and it was considerably less crowded and she could shift over a bit and put her bag on the ground.

Lyndsey glanced at her watch. She'd be there in about ten minutes. She sighed and looked back out the window. The scenery had changed from dark, murky colors and boring, gray buildings, to rolling green fields with cows dotting the land.

Lyndsey's mouth pulled up at the corners and her mind drifted to Skylar once again. Skylar had always been there, but that didn't mean they hadn't fought. 'Maybe if I paid attention more, I could have stopped this.' Lyndsey thought. She closed her eyes and searched her brain, dredging up memories from before.

Whenever Skylar and Lyndsey fought it was always about how Lyndsey never did what Skylar wanted. In the end, Lyndsey would apologize and then she and Skylar would go do something she wasn't comfortable with.

Other times Skylar wanted to do something Lyndsey knew she shouldn't. She protested, trying to stand her ground. But it was hard standing on something that was shaking violently, threatening to crack open in millions of tiny pieces and send Lyndsey down into a dark hole, only filled with sorrow, regret, and shattered pieces of their friendship necklace.

"Stop for Strawberry Valley!" The conductor called and Lyndsey shook herself out of her mind, standing and shuffling by all the passengers. Dozens of sorry's spilled from her lips, as she got off at the train station. She turned, watching the train rumble away, revealing Strawberry Valley.

'Beautiful' was the first word that came to her mind. The green fields were covered in thousands of colors. The sun shown down, coating everything in its warm glow. Lyndsey smiled her first real smile in months. She turned her head up to the sun and closed her eyes, raising her hand to the pendant.

She still missed Skylar terribly. And she still wished they had stayed together. But she was now finally at peace with Skylar's choice.

'I miss you Sky.' Lyndsey thought, opening her eyes and letting them drink in the scenery. Tears threatened to escape her eyes. She tugged at the half heart and when it came off in her hand she kissed it softly before throwing it into the field. It glinted against the sun before plunking down in the rows of flowers.

"I wish you the best." She whispered, voice cracking. Then Lyndsey turned away, leaving everything but memories of her best friend behind.


April 19, 2021 19:34

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39 comments

Yes...very relatable. I had a friend and we were best friends. Like i mean super close and I was always there to cheer her up when her brother went to collage and i didnt see it then but see wasnt really ever there for me . One day she ditched me and I didnt even know why. I took me year to get over because I was always trying to fix the friendship that was never there. This story really reflect all those feelings. great job<3

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Awe I'm so sorry! I don't understand why anybody would wanna stop being friends with you, but I guess some people just don't see how awesome you are.

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Thanks love, that means a lot<3. Also ik ur asexual but how does Hawaii sound XD??

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Arya ...
05:54 May 11, 2021

This was relatable. I had a Skylar in my life too. Benchmates, best friends for 5 years in a row. Then went to different colleges in different cities and she got a whole personality makeover I couldn't wrap my head around. Well that ended very ugly. 😢 I went through your bio. Glad to find another drarry shipper. 😍

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I'm so sorry, losing a friend is never fun. It hurts no matter what happened or when it did. Eep, you ship Drarry too? Yay!

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Arya ...
19:32 May 11, 2021

The amount of tumblr screenshots related to drarry in my phone scares me sometimes. 😢 I just can't bear to delete them. 😭

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Hahaha sammeeeee my YouTube history would probably scare non-drarry shippers XD

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21:58 Apr 26, 2021

Awwwww man, losing friends sucks. Like really sucks, and I think you captured that feeling really well. Also, I'm guessing the Irregular at Magic High School reference means you've watched the show? I've heard of it before and it seems kind of interesting. Is it good?

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Yeah, I actually wrote this after my best friend ditched me without reason so I had a lot of anger and sadness when I wrote this Ehhhh- I did, but it's not the best. I've watched better, but it's pretty good!

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11:33 Apr 27, 2021

Oh wow. Sorry about that, losing friends is a pain. All I know about the show is that the siblings apparently are romantic interests and that there's a LiSA opening.

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Yeah, it's hard, but I'm doing good! Mhm, it's... interesting to say the least XD

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Angel {Readsy}
17:22 Apr 26, 2021

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Angel {Readsy}
03:30 Apr 28, 2021

I am a nightingale; I read and sing your stories in the flowering garden and all birds, firefly, fairy and flowers are smiling and very thankful to you for writing such an excellent story.

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Angel {Readsy}
14:48 Apr 24, 2021

It is a first class, first rate, fine story with excellent flow of events, good job

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Angel {Readsy}
00:53 Apr 26, 2021

Happy dust for you now smile "A smile is a curve that sets everything straight

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Are you okay? That first response was a bit jarring

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Angel {Readsy}
06:38 Apr 26, 2021

Sorry my words disturb you please don't worry

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Angel {Readsy}
10:50 Apr 26, 2021

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Okay, but if your going through anything, just know that you are worth every good thing the world has to offer! Here's what I like to call, The Motivational Speech! Your skin isn't paper, don't cut it Your body isn't a book, don't judge it Your face isn't a mask, don't cover it Your heart isn't a door, don't lock it Your head isn't a target, don't shoot it Your life isn't a movie, don't end it

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Angel {Readsy}
17:22 Apr 26, 2021

Amazing person amazing poetry amazing story

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Aw thanks! Not my poetry though haha

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Ari Berri
20:30 Apr 20, 2021

Aw, this is sad, but great. Nice job!

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Ha, sorry, I just had to. Thanks though!!

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15:05 Apr 20, 2022

I get this so much. I had a neighbor once, and we were friends since kindergarten. They ended up moving in fourth grade, but in sixth and seventh we became friends again. All a sudden it came to a situation where they had to choose between a friend who knew more current things about them, or me. THis story- awesomely written.

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oof, the sting of losing friends, especially close ones. The story portrayed it well though, and it's part of life. I like how you had her mind wander, giving away the backstory, and then bringing her to the present, and finally letting go. nice one <3

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Leo Reynie
16:26 Apr 24, 2021

Seriously, this is top-class writing. The description was incredible, the ending is so heartbreaking. Great job. <3

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