Before I can protest, Ava begins sprinting through corridors and downstairs, holding my wrist all the while, until we're in the same toilets I was crying in earlier. Once we've finally stopped, Ava turns to me and begins to glare, "Alright missy, explain." I take a huge breath and tell her everything, from our conversation to me crying in the toilets. Once I've finished I look at Ava dead in the eye, waiting for her reaction. At first, her face holds a blank expression but it soon turns to one full of sympathy. "Oh, Ari, I'm so sorry, come here," she says softly, pulling me into a tight hug. "Don't apologise. It's not your fault," I murmur, trying to contain my emotions but as soon as she wraps her arms around me I place my head in the crook of her neck and let the tears fall once again. This feels better than before. Having my best friend here makes this so much easier. I may st
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