Mirage by Ashley Suzanne

with her head buried in her hands shaking uncontrollably. I assumed she was crying and then I knew. They had just told the girls that Danny didn’t make it.
    I had to go to Mira. I had to take care of her. I had to be the support she needs. I guess that answers my questions.
    “He wants me to take care of Mira,” I whisper to myself. I knew I had been missing something. My best friend asked me while he was dying to take care of his fiancé and I have failed miserably.
    “If anyone can do it, it’s you,” I reassured myself, knowing that if there was anyone out there that would love and cherish Mira, it was going to be me.

 
    Chapter Eleven
    Kylee and I got back to my parents really late, or really early, whichever way want to look at it. My emotions were on high alert. Did I really almost have sex with Jacoby? Oh hell, I probably would have.
    “Mi, go get some sleep. We have plans tonight,” Kylee whispered loudly as she walked past my bedroom towards the bathroom.
    I probably should wash all my makeup off, but I just don’t have the energy. I take off my bar clothes and throw on an oversized tee shirt that is almost to my knees. I can’t remember who this shirt belongs to, but it looks like something Skylar would wear. Something about this shirt is very comforting to me, so I let the owner of said shirt remain unknown for the time being.
    Kylee comes back into the bedroom with a clean face. She changed in to her sleepwear, cotton pants and a tank top. Even in pajamas, this girl is a knock out. She takes a hair tie from my nightstand and ties her red locks in a haphazard bun on the top of her head before climbing into bed with me.
    “Do you remember when you had those bunk beds?”
    Yes, oh God, do I remember. Laughing I say, “I remember the bunk beds very well. When we were ten and arguing over who was going to marry Joey from New Kids on the Block. I think I kicked you, you fell off the top bunk and broke your tailbone.”
    “Oh shit, you’re right. I never did win that argument did I?” Kylee asks and looks as if she was recalling the entire memory. She laughs uncontrollably.
    “Shhhhh Ky. You’re going to wake my parents,” I say and then start laughing as hard as Kylee.
    Remembering that Kylee told me we were going out again tonight, I roll on my side to face her. Her bun of auburn hair looked pretty comfortable so I take a hair tie and do the same thing to mine before I start to talk to her.
    “Where are we going tonight? Did Marcus ask you on a date and I’m coming along for support?” I joke.
    “No. I wish. He was a dead fish. Passed out before I could even get any. Imagine my surprise,” she says laughing. “But really, we’re going to some clubhouse. Sky sent me a text earlier, asking if I wanted to come hang out with him and see what he’s been up too.”
    “Oh. Well do you mind if I skip the reunion? I really don’t want to go to a clubhouse,” I say as I roll back towards my side of the bed to sleep.
    “Mi, come on. You guys haven’t even talked in like a year. He isn’t upset. I asked him if you could come too and he said yes reluctantly, but he still said yes,” Kylee says.
    “What do you mean reluctantly? Like he didn’t want me to go?” I question. I think my feelings are hurt.
    “Don’t read too much into it Mira. Please just come with me,” Kylee begs.
    If he didn’t want me there, I didn’t want to be there. I personally never wanted to be in the same room with him ever again. Things are still too fresh and hurt too bad, but I can’t be a bad friend. Any time I needed something, Kylee was there for me, and the least I could do was be there for her.
    “Yeah, I guess I’ll go, but I’m drinking tonight and you’re driving. I do not want to get stuck there.” I agree to the plans for the night. Getting comfortable on my pillow, I shut my eyes and pray for sleep. Sleep didn’t come for quite a while. Too many thoughts running through my head. What was Skylar