17: Friendship Over

I can feel it. The air starts to get thick and heavy. The pressure inside was unbearable and making it hard to breathe. There's this foreseen idea knocking behind my back that I can't seem to avoid, nor ignore. My anxiety started crawling throughout my body as I sensed the calamity that would destroy a well-structured relationship into debris.

“Key,” I managed to call her name despite the deafening sound that rang in my ear.

I don't have any idea what was running through the back of her mind, but I did what I did. I lift her necklace, letting its pendant dangle in the air. “I got your heirloom. The monkeys that you throw eggs before have it. They said I had to go to get it and make Gwen safe.” I smiled half-heartedly.

The once calm sea turned into various waves clashing with the boulder of negative thoughts. The intensity of the surroundings makes it suffocating. A silent war was quickly approaching and for sure it would win by drowning us with its blood of anger.