Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

It’s a short walk to Chloe’s apartment, but it seems to drag on forever as my mind whirls with possibilities.

What will I say to Chloe? Will she even want to speak to me? What if this truly is the end of our friendship?

When I finally reach her door, my hand hesitates in the air, hovering over the doorbell. This needs to be

done, I remind myself, and I press the button.

The door swings open, and I’m met with Chloe’s look of surprise. There’s a glass of wine in her slightly

shaking hand, and her eyes are wide.

“Abby? What are you doing here?” she asks, her voice as cold as ice.

“I know it’s late, but I needed to talk to you,” I respond. “Please. Are you busy?”

Enter title…

hesitation there. “I’m not sure if I want to talk,

restaurant, the cook-off, everything.

opens her mouth, maybe to say something, maybe to invite me

still talking to Karl?”

blink. “Yes, Karl’s been helping me out,

this conversation

my foot in the

Can’t you just hear

down at my foot, then back

lock eyes with her. “I won’t go. Not until

each other that much,

I think she’s going to slam the door on my

back, and pulls the door open wider.

Chloe’s apartment envelops me—vanilla-scented candles and

comforting, and utterly gut-wrenching, given

her free hand on her hip and leaning against the