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You Should Get A Best Friend Too [Gray and Princess]

Princess_Pheonix

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Apr 20, 2009
Blue eyes widened and a small mouth fell open as Danika St. James looked in on her boyfriend of six months sleeping with another girl. He hadn't even bothered to break up with her first. She felt something tightening around her heart and she could help but stare. Not because she wanted to watch them, but because she was having such a hard time believing that it was actually him. After taking a deep breath and brushing a piece of wavy brown hair out of her eyes, Danika stepped away from the room, not bothering to say anything to the couple as she walked out of the house and away from the man she thought she loved.

She fought hard with the tears, and she seemed to be winning which put a small smile on her face as she made it home to her own apartment that she shared with her best friend. As she opened the door she could remember fights that she and her boyfriend, Andy, had had about her living with another guy. She could remember once he had actually told her that she had to choose between living with her best friend, or keeping her boyfriend. She'd chosen her best friend. A week later Andy had come crawling back, begging for forgiveness telling her that he didn't care who she lived with. Especially since he thought that her best friend was gay.

Setting her purse down on the table she closed her eyes and tried to will away any thought she had of Andy. She would just try and redirect them to be happy thoughts about anything else. Maybe she would go put on a movie. Taking off her jacket so that she was just left in a tshirt and a pair of jeans she walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. But she didn't bother to reach for the remote. She just sat there, staring at the black screen on the tv.
 
Having herd the door open, Roland Winchester had stepped quietly into the hall, dressed in simple jeans and a loose fitting white shirt. His uncombed dirty bland hair showed he likely hadn't gone anywhere today, having spent it working mostly on his latest piece of artwork, a hobby recently turned professional getting a job drawing logo's and murals for various clients.

However, upon seeing his best friend collapse on the coach, not even taking note of him, his light blue eyes watching her closely, Roland's problems seemed to float away as he realized someone had happened to Danica.

Stepping forward from the hall, he looked from her to the TV, and back to her again, finally speaking, sitting down in a nearby chair. "Andy I take it?" He ventured, tilting his head to the side, hoping he was wrong, whenever a problem concerning that one arose, it was never really any good. Right now thought, he was worried about Danica, knowing her well enough to see she seemed worse then usual.
 
Danika didn't answer right away. She just sat there staring at the screen some more. After a couple minutes though she finally looked over towards where Roland had taken a seat on the chair. Her normally excited blue eyes were gray and dull. Like there wasn't any life left in her. No emotions, no spirit. But the look was gone in almost an instant. Her eyes lit back up, though they weren't nearly as bright as usual. She sighed, almost inaudibly as she looked over him and tried to smile to make him believe that there was nothing wrong with her. "It's nothing, probably just a misunderstanding."

Though as she was sitting there thinking about it she couldn't figure out what there was about it that could be misunderstood. Her boyfriend had been sleeping with another girl. Now she understood why he'd told her that he was going to busy and he didn't want her to come over until later. He hadn't meant for her to find out. And she was just going to pretend like she hadn't. It would make everything easier, make it less complicated. But as much as she tried to tell herself that she hadn't seen anything, images kept flashing in her mind of Andy straddling that girl, pushing in and.. She had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep back the taste of bile in her mouth.
 
Roland sat there a while longer, not buying the lie at all, but deciding not to call her on it. When she seemed almost about to retch however, he couldn't simply sit any longer, moving form his chair in a swift motion, he was sitting next to her, a hand over her back as the other moved to her head, resting on her forehead. Letting the moment pass, a concerned look came over his face.

"Danica... really. What happened?" Maybe he was wrong, perhaps she was simply feeling sick and trying to cover it up, but her forehead didn't feel hot, and something told that it was more then that. Something had happened of that he was sure, but he wasn't sure if bringing it up was a good idea right now, she seemed almost in shock.
 
Danika looked up when she felt Roland's hand on her forehead and she was surprised to find that he had moved so close without her knowing it. Maybe she really was as out of it as she seemed to be. She just shook her head, leaning so that her forehead was on his shoulder and her arms wrapped around his chest. It felt safe to hold onto him, he never felt like he would hurt her. Physically or emotionally. She took a deep breath as she tried to think of the words to use to tell Roland what was wrong and why she was acting so odd.

"I went to Andy's house but I uh.. I got there early and he was.." her throat seemed to close up before she could continue. Almost like maybe if she didn't admit it outloud then she could keep pretending it wasn't happening. But she also knew that Roland wasn't stupid. They wouldn't have gotten along so well if he was. He would probably understand what she was trying to say without her having to say it.
 
As she finally began to speak, Roland sat and listened, his brow furrowing a little as the implications came to him. There were a few things he suppose that could have happened, but from the state Danica was in, it wasn't all that hard to figure out what had happened.

Finding he had a sudden urge to have something horribly painful happen to Andy, Roland took a moment for himself to calm down before speaking, his tone slow and soft spoken. "He's an idiot, anyone who could be stupid enough to do something like that to you can't possibly have full function of their brain." Shaking his head, he let an arm wrap around her back, trying to be comforting. "We don't have to talk about that though.. are you going to be alright?"
 
Danika giggled a little at what he said and then wrapped her arms around his waist, holding tightly to him as she sat there trying not to cry as she thought about what Andy had done to her. She still couldn't believe that she'd seen what she had seen. But she wasn't about to keep telling herself that it hadn't happened. Afterall, at least someone thought that she was good enough that they wouldn't have to cheat on her.

She looked up at Roland for a minute, wondering why he hadn't brought any girls home lately and then without another thought she kissed him. It was short and sweet, but it was a kiss nonetheless. She pulled back and buried her face in his chest and then sat there listening to him breathe. "Thank you," she finally said.
 
Truthfully, Roland indeed hadn't had any girls over in a while, hadn't even had a real date for some time now. Mostly however, it was due to a simple lack of interest in most girls, Danica was his best friend, and he had a bad habit of comparing other to her, which usually made the others look quite bad. He'd admitted to himself that he might have a crush on her, somewhere in his head, but had never acted on it or shown it before.

Now however, as she kissed him, however short and quick it may have been, he couldn't deny the wonderfulness of the touch. Smiling at her, he lowered his head, giving her a light kiss on her forehead as she buried her face in his chest. "It's only the truth."
 
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