Of all Lovers - Chapter 9

"I cant believe this happened." Willow spoke softly.

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Carissa is trying to hold in her salty tears, but it's to hard.
The tears come pouring out like a ton of bricks.
They walk slowly to the shattered front door.
Willow pushed through the door and walked past a shattered picture frame of Carissa and her deceased father.
Willow picked up the frame for Carissa and held back her tears, she needed to stay strong for her best friend.
Carissa didn't walk inside, she couldn't dare.
She watched Willow like a owl watches a mouse.
Carissa's mouth goes dry and she cant speak.
She loses her breath, stomach curling, tears falling, hopes dying, head pounding.
Willow looks back at her speechless best friend.
Willow knows that Carissa doesn't have the money to repair.
No home insurance, no...

"Nothing." Carissa spat out.
"Nothing is ever going to be the same." Carissa chocked on her words.
"Carissa..." Willow spoke.

Carissa finally built up the courage to step inside her broken home.
She stepped inside, her knee's buckled and she fell to her knee's crying.
Willow didn't dare look back for if she did she would let go too.
Willow paused and kept walking.
Picking up broken glass, broken hopes, and thinking about how she would have to let her friend move in with her, at least till it's all fixed and forgotten.
Carissa stood up and walked over to where Willow was standing.

"You can move in with me if you would like." Willow added.
"I'd like that." Carissa replied after a thick silence.
"I mean who did this? Why did they do it?" Willow asked to no inperticular.
"I don't know. I mean why me?" Carissa said.
"Well since this is a break and entering we should report it, we need to call the cops." Willow said now angry.
"Yes I agree." Carissa said still sulking.
"While I call the police do you want to call Mikey and Frankie?" Willow asked Carissa.
"Sure." Carissa replied.

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Willow sighed and walked to the trashed living room where she would find the phone on the floor.
She pressed the send button but no dial tone.

"I guess we will have to use our cell phones." Willow said.

Willow dialed 911 on her cell phone and reported a burglary.
The lady on the other end told Willow that the police should be there any minute and that they should not touch anything that they could use as evidence.
Willow thought back to the picture and the house phone.

"Oops."