Unlikely Friendship

It was 7 am in the morning, Lyra woke up so tired and yawning, she got up from bed, went outside but there was no trace of Stephen and his car, she knew that something might be wrong but so confused, she called Sophia, "hello Sophia, good morning", "good morning Lyra, where have you been, your line has been unreachable since you left to meet Stephen yesterday, you have to tell me everything ", Sophia asked, "yes...", (Yawning) Lyra replied not finishing her words,

"you are yawning like this, you must be tired, how about you come over here for breakfast?", Sophia asked, Lyra's heart jumped with excitement at the hearing of breakfast, she love having her breakfast so early, "yes, yes, that would be great", she answered with excitement, rushing to the bathroom.

As Lyra got ready, her mind raced with thoughts of Stephen and where he might be. She tried to shake off the feeling of unease, telling herself he was probably just out dealing with some business. But the memory of his intense gaze and the danger that lurked in his eyes lingered.

She arrived at Sophia's house, greeted by the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. Her stomach growled in anticipation as Sophia ushered her in.

"Hey, girl, you look exhausted," Sophia said, concern etched on her face. "What happened with Stephen?"

Lyra hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. "We just had a long night, that's all," she said, trying to downplay it.

Sophia raised an eyebrow. "Long night? Lyra, you're not exactly the secretive type. Spill the beans, what's going on?"

Lyra sighed, knowing she couldn't keep it bottled up forever. "Stephen's in trouble, Sophia. He's mixed up with some dangerous people, and I think he's in over his head."

Sophia's expression turned serious. "Oh, Lyra, I had no idea. We need to get to the bottom of this. But first, let's fuel up with some breakfast. I've got pancakes, eggs, and fresh fruit. Dig in, girl!"

As they sat down to eat, Lyra couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Where was Stephen, and what was he facing? And why did she have this nagging sense that her life was about to take a drastic turn?

Sophia had devilish smile plastered on her face, she had waited for so long to get back on Lyra, the grudge, the hatred she had towards Lyra since they were in high school had resurfaced, the picture was still clear on her mind, how can she forget? Lyra must have been a fool to have forgotten and took her for a friend.

Sophia's smile grew wider as she poured Lyra a cup of coffee, her eyes gleaming with a sinister intensity. "So, Lyra, tell me more about Stephen and his troubles," she said, her voice dripping with false concern.

Lyra took a sip of her coffee, unaware of the venom that Sophia was brewing. "Well, Sophia, like I said, Stephen's in deep with some dangerous people. I'm worried about him, and I don't know what to do."

Sophia's laughter was like a cold breeze on a winter's night. "Oh, Lyra, you're so naive. You think you can just waltz back into my life and expect me to forget the past? You think you can just forget what you did to me in high school?"

Lyra's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on her face. "What are you talking about, Sophia? I don't know what you're referring to."

Sophia's smile grew even wider, her eyes blazing with a fierce hatred. "You really don't remember, do you? You really don't remember what you did to me, how you ruined my life?"

Lyra shook her head, her mind racing with questions. What was Sophia talking about? What had she done to her in high school?

And then, like a floodgate opening, memories came rushing back. The friend she lost, but what could that have to do with Sophia, every memory of that mysterious night came back, everything she had forgotten.

"Sophia, I...I'm so sorry. I had no idea...I was so blind..."

Sophia's laughter was like a knife twisting in Lyra's heart. "Sorry? Sorry isn't enough, Lyra. You destroyed me, and now it's my turn to destroy you.

"Amy was a friendly student, always smiling and easy to approach, she cared for others so much that she often forget about herself, she had died in place Lyra and unknown to everyone, Amy was Lyra's younger and only sister, it was 7 pm in December 12, 2004, Lyra was supposed to meet with her friends; Amy, Juliet and Sandra, it was her birthday and they wanted to celebrate first before Lyra would get home and celebrate with her family