Tears

"PRUDENCE, YOU HAVE A PHONE CALL!" Chrissa called up to me.

I was in my room, reading a magazine. I picked up my phone.

"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Prudence!" A familiar voice sang.
"ABBEY!" I beamed! I hadn't heard from Abbey for a whole week.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Nothing much." She said.

I had to tell her something.
I mean, it might have sounded mean, but it's what I was feeling.

"Abbey.." I sighed.
"What?" She asked.
"I think..." I trailed off, I couldn't find it in my heart to tell her what needed to be said.
"What?" She repeated.
"I think, since we probably won't ever see each other again, that we should find new best friends." I felt like crying.
"What? Why?" She asked.
"Because, I think that I'm the only thing pulling you back from becoming the best Abbey Holland you can be. Even though you're pretty awesome." I breathed.
She had a pause.
"WELL FINE! I'M GOING TO FIND WAAAAAAAY BETTER FRIENDS THAN YOU! I ALREADY HAVE TWO NOW." She yelled.
"That's not what I meant!" I exclaimed, I didn't want to stop being her friend, I just wanted her to find a better one.
"WELL I DON'T CARE! NOW I KNOW WHY I WAS ONE OF YOUR ONLY FRIENDS AT SCHOOL!" She yelled.
There was no use stopping her. Once Abbey starts a rant, it's nearly impossible to stop her.
"AND ANOTHER THING! YOU ARE SUCH A WITCH AND YOU HAVE SOME MAJOR PROBLEMS WITH YOUR LIFE! I HOPE YOU DIE ALONE." She yelled and hung up. Oh, and instead of 'witch' she said a word that rhymes with that, but starts with a 'B.'

I felt like crying, then I realized something.

If she was worth crying for, she wouldn't have said that.

I put the phone back, slid down my wall, and much to my dismay....

Cried my heart out.

**Prudence..**