“Gosh, I have to stop getting blood all over these hardwood floors…”

We were on our hands and knees scrubbing my apartment’s floor which was covered in blood.

“Girl, it’s your fault. I shouldn’t even be here helping you.”

“Well, Aleyna, you’re here. So you’re gonna help me.”

“Can we at least get some music on? This is SOOOO boring!”

“Real. I gotchu girly!”

I grabbed my phone from the kitchen counter beside me and put on some random playlist on Spotify. Of course the first song that played was Never Gonna Give You Up. We both looked at each other and laughed. Aleyna took my phone out of my hand and played some random pop playlist.

“That’s better!”

She said that while vibing to Abracadabra by Lady Gaga. I don’t blame her, that song is fire!

We sang some songs together while cleaning the blood and after what felt like FOREVER, we were done!

“Now, are you gonna tell me what happened this time?”

We’d gotten up and sat at my dining table.

“The full story?”

“Raz… IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION?”

“Ok! Ok! Chill, Aleyna!!”

“Razumi, when am I ever chill?”

“Never…”

“Exactly. Now tell!”

“Ok… so, you know Julian…?”

“You’re boyfriend? Of course I know him…”

“He kinda cut through his hand really bad while making us dinner.”

She looked at me like he died… not saying he didn’t but still…

“WHAT?! WAIT WHERE IS HE?”

“The hospital. Obviously!”

Then she made that face that everyone makes when they’re confused.

“Wait… Why is there always things like this happening to your boyfriends? Damien cut his finger off, Marco got his eye poked out with a fork, and Nik… didn’t he get shot while going a walk?”

“Yeah… I guess I just can’t find the right guy…”

“Raz, what do you mean by that…?”

“Oh, it’s nothing for you to worry about!”

I couldn’t let her know yet… She can’t leave me like all of the others.

“Ok… well I should probably go now. It’s getting kinda late. Oh and update me on Julian, please?”

Aleyna got up from the dinner table and walked over to the front door. I followed behind her, opening the door for her like the good friend I am.

“Alrighty! I will, Aleyna!! Cya!”

“Bye!!”

Finally! She’s gone! Now, what am I supposed to do with Julian’s dead body…