Quick A/N: So sorry this chapter took so long!! My internet died for about week and I have had a little bit of a hard time figuring out what is going to happen. If you have ANY ideas on what you would like to happen PLEASE tell me! I'm a bit stuck. 

Also play the song when it says to and let it replay. Enjoy! :)

-=- A few days later -=-

Yess... It's good to be sleeping in my own bed again! I arrived yesterday after my flight from California which took forever! I had to sit next to this old guy who was snoring most of the trip but I always have my earphones on me -thank god-, if  I hadn't  it would of been the most painful trip of my life. I did see some new movies that have come out recently and slept a lot during the insanely long flight.

"What should I eat for breakfast?" I say as I check the time, which just happens to say 1pm. 

"More like brunch then" I correct myself.

Um... honestly a sandwich sounds pretty good right now, the question is what type do I want to eat???

I wearily stubble out of bed and into my kitchen, opening a cupboard with all the spreads,  which included: Strawberry jam, apricot jam, vegimite, Nutella, peanut butter and honey made me drool. But on the other hand I could make my self a ham or chicken sandwich with salad. Holy crap, that's to much responsibility for me to handle! Who can decide such thing? 

In the end I did Eeny meeny miny mo and now I'm enjoying my classic peanut butter and strawberry jam sandwich while watching  Preston breeze through a parkour map, meanwhile Jerome, Rob and Kenny  are struggling to keep up with the parkour king.

When was the last time I watched one of Prestons parkour videos? It was while I at Chipotle, before I meet Lach... Oh. my. god. I just remembered. Lachlan had put his Skype number onto my phone!! I can't believe I haven't checked what it is.

I immediately pause the video on my laptop and open my Skype app. Which I never use anymore, especially not after what happened with Matt and Amelia five months ago. I wonder what they are doing, Matt would probably be on his computer with that bunch of jerks/his so called "friends". Mia would be chatting about boys and other shit to her newfound school friends on Instagram, sending them collages and pictures... You know what? I don't need to even think of them, they aren't going to  ruin my happiness right now.

I push the bad memories to the back of my mind and start scrolling through the few contacts I still have left until I reached L. A massive smile spread onto my face as I notice that there is only one person listed, "Lachy Dachy".

-=-

It's 2:30 am, I'm sitting on my on the couch in the lounge room eating my freezing double chocolate icecream and watching Insurgent for the third time. Holes in the sky by M83 started playing as the end seen just filled the screen. I heard this song heaps of time before and I sung along to the words.

- Play song -

"Arms to the ground

Far from the rivers

Grace in our tears

High on a fever

Somebody heal me from my pain

I'm reaching closer

My stars dive lower

Filling up lost memories

Holes in the sky

Pieced by the fire

Somebody tell me this is real

Hands to the sky

I am a dreamer

We build the hope

We are believers

Somebody free me from my chains

I'm reaching closer

My stars dive lower

Filling up my memories

Holes in the sky

Pierced by the fire

Somebody pull me from the dark

Arms to the ground

Far from the rivers

Somebody heal me from my pain

Hands to the sky (hands to the sky)

I am a dreamer (I am a dreamer)

Somebody free me from my chains (free me from my chains)"

As the song ended and the credits started playing I turned off the TV and sat up to look at My Photo Wall. My Photo Wall is a entire wall in the lounge that I have almost fully covered in photos of people and things that I love, my favourite photos or awesome days I had. I had added a few new photos to it recently from my walks and trip to LA.

I felt really emotional because of the movie and looking at my photos only made me feel worse. There are photos of my parents, of Delilah, my old school friends, of my cat Marmalade from when I was a kid and some of my cousions.  A few of places I've been and aesthetic photos that look really pretty. There was even a couple pictures of me that my dad or mum took of me. I still haven't added the selfie that I took with Lachlan at the park after Minecon, but I have to get it developed at Pocket Pic's first. 

Middle of the night deep thoughts are never the best and before I even have time to register what is going on a wave emotions and sensitive memories hit me and without thinking about it I'm balling my eyes out crying on the soft lounge room carpet.

"I guess it would make me feel better if I took a bus over there and got it developed... Screw it! I'm going, even thought it's 2:30 in the morning" I convince myself

I hopped of the couch happy to have something to do for once and grabbed my bag and phone, which had the photo on it.

"I just have to watch it, it is the middle of the night and  anyone could be lurking around in the dark and scary alleyways" I shuddered at the thought of somebody grabbing me and doing who knows what. I try shaking that thought from my head as quick as I thought it.

After I got out of the elevator I walked out of the apartment block and towards the bus stop, which is only a couple minutes away.

It's a surprisingly fairly cold night tonight though, I wish I had grabbed a scarf or a warmer jacket before I left. Thankfully I didn't have to wait too long until a bus pulled up and I hopped on.

-=-

"Thank you Leo, have a good night!" I call as I leave Pocket Pic's, the shop I go to whenever I need new gear or I want to develop my photos. It's owned by a guy called Leo, who stays up most of the night -like me-  so I knew he would be there.

"No problem Amanda anytime, Literally!" He replied

I start walking along the foot path and I pull out my photo that is still warm from being developed. This walking had done me good, I defiantly am feeling a lot better after my out-of-nowhere emotional breakdown not too long ago.

As I put the photo back into the pocket in my bag I realise I don't have everything I would normally have with me.

"Uhh ok what is it I don't have?" I say as I  start to search through my bag mentally checking item are there.

"Oh shit... Crap! I don't have anymore money or my cards!! How the fudge am I suppose to get back to my place?!!" It's almost 3am, I'm in the middle of the city alone and I have no ride. So I start panicking.

"Think Mandy, think. You can't take a bus, so that's not an option. I could probably walk but I'm not going to attempt that in the middle of the night. There is NO way I'm getting a taxi. I could probably ask Leo for some cash but we are not really that great of friends and it would be really embarrassing. So that only really leaves one option, to call someone, but who can I call at this time to come into the city to pick me up??"  I put out my phone and start flicking through my contracts of family members.

"GAHH I can't call my parents they are an hour away and it's not like I want to ask my grandma!"

Suddenly I get an idea, I have internet connection here! I click on Skype before scrolling down to the name I'm looking for. I hesitate pressing Call, what if he's busy or doesn't even care?

"Fudge it! I'm screwed and I don't have many options" I decide before pressing Call.

A/N: Ahh suspense!! What will happen? Find out next time in Meaning of True Friends!! :P

Like I said at the top I'm REALLY sorry for not updating in ages, I hope there are actually people still reading this. I've been a bit short on idea's for the book so if you have any PLEASE comment them!! But I am finally updating at 2am even though I have to be up early tomorrow. This is also the longest chapter I've written. ☺

~ Craft_Battle_Girl ♥