[2] HOLD THE LINE.

IT HAD TAKEN A WHILE, but Eryn had finally gotten her best friend to talk.

"Some days, I blame him, others, I blame myself. Some days I chalk it up to us being two people who simply didn't work out. Some days I can't stand the thought of him, other days, he's all I can think about. Some days I ask God to hurry up and take him out of my heart... help me fall out of love. And maybe It'll be like that for a while — in and out of my emotions, back and forth in my mind... and maybe I need to stop beating myself up because of it. I mean, shit, I should know better, the healing process takes time."

Her words were barely audible as she spoke, Eryn having to lean forward to try and decipher Malayna's words. The girls voice was hoarse and broken, although her words held so much meaning, Malayna sounded emotionless, like she had rehearsed that multiple times.

"It's not being conceite-" Eryn tried to start.

"I keep waiting for him to call me. To unblock my number and call me in the middle of the night, crying, to tell me he's sorry. To tell he made the biggest mistake of his life. I keep telling myself that one day, he'll come back. That he'll give me a reason to trust again. That one day, he'll come back and me fall in love all over again." Malayna admitted, her gaze not straying from the window. "I know it's stupid, and I know I'm an idiot for believing things like this happen outside of fairytales. But as much as my head knows that, my heart still leaves my phone on full volume every night."

Tears had welled up in Malayna's eyes at her confession, which she tried to cover up by closing her eyes. The room going silent for a moment well Eryn gathered her thoughts up and prepared to lecture her friend.

"I'm gonna be honest with you," she started. "Even though I know this isn't what you wanna hear right now, I'm gonna say it anyway because you're my girl. You need to let someone new into your life. He doesn't need to be a potential boyfriend or lover, but you need to be refreshed. You need to give someone else the shot at making you smiling, making you laugh — even just texting you a good morning or how's your day? or even goodnight. You need to let someone new court you for awhile, you know why? Because little things like that are whats going to show you that life has to go on for you too, and not just for the dude that left you behind. I know you're hurting and I know this heartbreak shit ain't easy, but keeping yourself closed off isn't gonna make this better.

The guy who broke your heart is out there living, thinking about himself. It's your turn now. Its your turn to live, and for fucking once, starting thinking about yourself too."

Emotion flared up in Malayna's eyes as what Eryn just said processed through her mind. Just as fast as it had appeared, it was whisked away, covered up with a scowl. "Get out."

Eryn blinked back her surprise, her face contorting into a hurt expression. "W-what?"

Malayna's face was stone cold. "I said, get out. You can't tell me what I can and cannot do. You can't tell me I should let go and move on. You can't tell me to go fool around with people to try and piece my heart back together. So, get. Out."