Hello guys, I want to thank you for the support that you showed me in the comments of the intro, I hope you won't be disappointed with the next chapters. Anyways The next two chapters are important to show how strong is the friendship between Emily and Hailee (Whom you will get to know in this chapter) because their friendship is a part of the story!! 

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 Two years back, I still remember how I met Hailee; my best friend. I had been walking for nearly half an hour that day, me who thought that walking would spare me from my thoughts, I already wanted to go back home and take a nap or watch a movie or anything else, walking was a very bad idea, very bad one, I pushed away that thought and I kept walking. After nearly ten minutes I arrived at a small park that I hadn't seen before, it was just a neighborhood park, all clean and beautiful. I saw a bench, and while walking towards it I heard some noise, screaming to be exact coming from a couple, I saw the guy leaving after he figured that their conversation was heading nowhere. Honestly, that was far from a conversation, they were not 'communicating', they were arguing. Even worse, they were fighting in public. I heard the girl sobbing and I had to do something, I was close to them and it was kind of weird to just stand up and walk away while she was in front of me having a breakdown. After all, we women should help each other.

"Hey," I said "are you okay?" she continued crying but harder. Great "Sorry wrong question, here take this" I gave her a tissue I had in my pocket, and I guess it was her lucky day because I don't usually have tissues in my pocket. I sat beside her after she took it with hesitation and decided to talk "I know you don't know me but I saw what happened here by accident. So if you want to talk about it I'm here. Plus, who's better to tell your problems to than a stranger, I mean trust me strangers are the best at keeping secrets" I saw a tiny smile etching on her face and I mentally high-fived myself on what I could tell was a very bad joke but it worked so that's okay.

She stopped crying, kept quiet for a second, probably deciding whether to open up to a stranger or not and then she said: "he left me for another girl" she began crying again, I'm not surprised, it was obvious he left her, but why?

She raised her head, giving me a clear view of her pretty face, Hazel eyes, and short blonde hair, then she started talking again getting me out of my thoughts "I thought that we were in love, that he loved me, everything was fine until a few weeks ago" she calmed herself down to continue talking "I felt Matt changing, acting weird with me, not replying neither my calls nor my texts, and when I finally got to reach him to meet up he always found excuses, being busy or so. Stupid me I should've known since he was so distant I should've known he didn't love me anymore, he found someone better. Guess I had never been good enough for him."

"You know," I finally decided to talk "...in this life if something is meant to be it will be, so stop blaming yourself that you weren't good enough for him or whether he found someone better, I'm sure Matt doesn't deserve you. I mean look at you, all sweet and innocent. It's you who should find someone who will treat you much better. So stop blaming yourself for something that you had no control over and for what's not your fault. You're better than this I'm sure and better days are coming. I don't know for how long you guys had been together or what your relationship was like, but you'll get through this, you have to. Life doesn't stop for anyone. People come and go, some stay in your heart forever either by how they made you feel or the scars they leave, and that's just how it goes, that's the nature of people, we're made to love and hurt each other as well but also to learn from our mistakes. So please, please stop blaming yourself. Nobody deserves to feel like this."

I took a deep breath. Damn, that was a long speech and I didn't even know I had that in me. I'm usually not good with speeches but somehow I made it work. Suddenly she hugged me tightly that I could've almost felt her pain. I've been through this, not exactly the same situation but enough to understand what it felt like. So I hugged her back, then she leans back and extends her hand for me to shake saying:

"I'm Hailee by the way, Hailee Clark"

"Emily Grayson," I say with a smile while shaking back her hand.

"And that Em was one hell of speech, thank you, that really helped."

I like how she says Em like we have known each other for a long time

"No worries, I know it will be hard in the beginning but you'll get over it"

"so I guess I'll go home now and take a shower and watch a romantic sad movie with chocolate ice cream, you know the typical after breakup things girls do" she smiles, but the pain behind her smile was too obvious not to notice. "How about you give me your phone number so we go for a cup of coffee some time? I want to thank you properly?"

"yeah sure."

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A week later Hailee called me to meet over coffee, insisting on wanting to thank me properly. We met in a small coffee shop apparently her favorite in town. The coffee shop was small but cozy and quiet, with few people. I like how it gave a relaxing vibe, there was a lot of posters and other stuff hanged on the wall, the furniture was old but in good state and there was a small bar at the corner, a couple of outdated sofas, probably purchased at a thrift shop, the floor tiles reminded me of oriental patterns. And as my eyes were wandering the whole space, paying attention to every detail, from the ceiling to the depth of the floor, I noticed Hailee seating on a small table looking through the glass, lost in her thoughts. I guess she felt my presence since she turned, immediately recognized me and waved.

"Hello Em, how are you?"

"Hey Hail, I'm fine, thank you and you?"

Before she could answer the waiter appeared, we both ordered coffee. Then she started talking about the weather and the fact that it has been raining the whole week. I know she's kind of avoiding talking about her breakup but since she called, she definitely felt like talking about it and she will... at any second. After few minutes the coffee was there, she took a deep, a deep breath and then she said:

"It's harder than I thought it would be. I have never felt this much pain, I feel like my heart is shattering into pieces and I can't do anything about it, I miss Matt, I miss his voice, his smell, I miss everything about him", A tear dropped from her eye.

"All I knew was him, we spent 4 years together. He was the first and the only one, we had all our lives planned together, he knows me better than anyone... I've- I've never imagined my life without him, even the thought of losing him made me shiver" I didn't interrupt her, she continued while clutching the mug in her hands, staring blankly at it, she seemed nervous, confused and most of all hurt.

I bet it's funny how a bad experience could do you good? And funny how, when asked how we met, we will have to remember a horrible experience for me but mostly for her.