it was a cold day in january, i looked outside my window seeing a bunch of snow. back when i was younger i never got to play in it. it's not that i didn't want to, i so badly did.. but the orphanage workers were so strict, i never got to do anything for fun. i didn't even know santa was a thing until i moved in with the nolet's.
anyway, almost every snowfall, i go outside and play. yes i'm seventeen now but there's no harm in building a snowman. i quickly put on my outdoor clothing and made my way outside.
i started making the snowman as i heard footsteps coming towards me, it was unusual since mostly everyone was in town considering there was some parade going on or something.
then i suddenly heard a familiar voice, "briar anne, its been a while."
i looked up, seeing myles. i didn't know what to think or how to feel. i hated him. he was a dick.. but looking at him now he was so perfect. his eyes were still so kind looking, his smile? practically perfect. not to mention his rosy cheeks.. he's just perfect.
"need help with that?" he gestured towards my gigantic snowball then sat his stuff down.
"no," i replied harshly, causing a weird look to appear on his face.
"oh?" he kneeled down, "why's that?"
"i know what you did, and if you think just because you've come back all of a sudden that i'm going to help you. you're wrong," i got up, brushing the snow off of me, "i don't like liars."
i pushed past him and made my way inside. i still was unsure about how to feel with the whole situation.. myles seemed like a nice guy but why on earth would he make up all of that stuff about me? it was ridiculous and the fact that i even consider that he's a good person is crazy.
he isn't. he's a liar, a bad person, and overall annoying. sure i thought he was cute but he is just annoying and a backstabber. now that my mind finally understands that maybe i won't get butterflies every time i see him. he's a jerk. i hate him.
i sighed as briar went inside of her house. what did she mean, 'she doesn't like liars'? i'm not a liar? what could i have possibly done to make her feel this way? i haven't spoken to her in. a while, maybe that's it.. either way i don't know what's gotten into her but i need to get to the bottom of this.
eventually i made my way into town, i didn't like the idea of briar hating me like this so i wanted to figure out what was going on. after a few minutes of walking around the big crowds of people, i stubbled upon a few of my old friends. we chatted for a bit, caught up on everything then i finally decided to see if they knew what was going on.
"so briar hates me," i looked at my friend, joseph sadly.
he laughed a little, "briar hates anyone who isn't in her friend group."
slightly confused, i added on, "but briar and i were friends? when i left we were on good terms."
"dude literally what? you don't remember all of the shit you said about her?" he looked at me.
"that she's literally perfect?" i laughed a little as he shook his head.
"no man, you called her a bitch and said a bunch of other stuff too. like you told james that you guys fucked and she skipped school because she was pregnant."
i looked at him in disbelief. i would never say those things! not about anyone, especially briar? it was obviously james just making this up.. but why would she or anyone even believe it? that's ridiculous. anyone who knows me knows that i'm not that kind of person, when i love.. care about someone i would never try to ruin their reputation or hurt them in anyway. it hurts that anyone would even believe his lies? i have to talk to briar. i have to beat james' ass..
i'm honestly just at a loss of words.
"i never said that," i looked at him seriously.
he nodded, "i didn't think you would. it seemed like a very out of character thing for you to say.. but i didn't really question it, considering that briar is like the queen bee around here now - i wouldn't dare go against anything she said was true."
"what?"
"basically briars really popular now. everyone loves her. when people heard about what you 'said' she was broken. everyone made fun of her.. but eventually she recovered from it. she turned it into something good and now everyone loves her.. but she hates you."
i sighed, then looked down at my hands. i had to talk to her.
since i was going to be home for a week, i decided to take a few days to just spend time with friends before i even attempted to talk to briar.. i needed to make sure everything would be perfect. i couldn't mess this up anymore but i did want to fix things as best as i could - hopefully this would be an okay start.
i picked out the prettiest roses from the shop then quickly made my way to briars house. i fixes my hat and jacket then softly knocked on the door, eventually i was greeted by briars moms tamara.
she led me up to her bedroom, then as i watched her go downstairs i collected myself by taking a few deep breaths then i gently knocked on her door.
"come in," she said quietly.
i slowly opened the door as she looked up at me, her eyes all full of tears.
"what's wrong?" i immediately sat down beside her while she wiped her eyes.
"you," she replied simply, starting to get up.
"we need to talk."