Past, 12 years old, Sunday evening 7:45PM
This was the day, one of the worst days in my life. As a kid, I didn't think much of it. I just knew it had to happen so I let the moment pass by after we said our goodbye's, worries and promises.
We were sitting in my old house's tree house, where we usually hung out, watching movies, staying under the blankets for the cold and eating our favorite snacks. Just Henry and I, my best friend, as always.
But today there was something that was a little different, after today I wouldn't see him anymore because his family had to move away. I'd miss him dearly so I wanted to make the best of tonight.
He was one of the only friends I had, as I wasn't too much of a social child, I usually kept quiet, keeping everything to myself but he, he was always there for me. Whenever I needed him.
We met since we were really young, I don't even remember him coming into my life. He was just... always there. That was mainly because our parents used to be very good friends as well. So when they came over, they usually brought Henry over with them.
I sat up with a sigh, pushing the blanket off me and started tucking on the bracelet that he had given me a few years back to prove our friendship was forever. Whenever I was sad I always did this and he immediately noticed.
He sat up as well, looking at me with sympathy. He immediately knew what this was about.
"Are you okay?" He asked, he looked worried.
I didn't want to face him, because I knew it would make me even sadder. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't have anyone else. How could I survive without him being here?
"I really don't want to leave as well, if that's what you're worried about. I really wish I could stay here with you but my parents would never let me" He now looked away from me, he was getting sad as well. I didn't want the evening to end like this for us, especially since this would be our last evening together but I also didn't want to keep on pretending that I was happy.
"You could stay here with me" I suggested, in a kind of joking way, now facing him.
At least I made it sound like that because deep inside I knew I really wanted him to do so.
He softly chuckled.
"I really wish I could do that"
I then looked back forward again. We both stayed silent for a while, we didn't know what to say. There was just this weird vibe in the air and it made us feel awkward yet so on the same level with our feelings about this.
I then stood up and went to sit right in front of him, with him following my every movement.
"Promise me" I said.
He looked at me confused.
"What?" He asked.
"That we'll stay friends forever, even when you're miles away and found different friends, found different hobbies and went to different schools, promise me that we'll always stay friends"
He smiled.
"Of course we will, whatever happens you'll always be my best friend. Nobody could ever replace you for that role"
I smiled as well.
"So you promise?"
"I promise"
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