Dear Ex-Girlfriend (Lesbian, Girlxg... - Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Did I do something wrong? Tell me if I did, Gene. Email me. Send me a letter or something. Give me a sign that you're still alive. Please, I be—
The laptop slammed shut.
"Okay, that's enough," Ester said.
I swiveled my chair and frowned. The hand on top of my laptop belonged to her. "What's your problem?" I said. She'd come inside my room unannounced. She didn't even knock. "I'm still in my pajamas."
She clucked her tongue and shook her head. Afterwards, she turned to the window and parted the curtains open. "It's afternoon," she scolded.
I grabbed a book from the desk and covered myself. The sunlight burned. "Shut it," I hissed. "Shut it before I turn to dust."
"No, you won't."
"Yes, I will. Haven't you watched the movies?"
She crossed her arms. "You're not a vampire, Des. But the way you're holing yourself in here, you might as well be one."
I placed the book on my lap and leaned to the window. The curtains were closed with one smooth move from me. Better. Much better.
"Not to be a prick." I turned to her. "But can you leave now? I'm kind of in the middle of something."
"What? Messaging Genesis again?"
"Exactly."
Ester's face turned sour. "Your obsession with her is getting unhealthy. That's the main reason why I came here."
Obsession? Woah. Just wait a minute.
"Isn't that a bit too harsh coming from you?" I said. "You know that Genesis is my best friend. It's natural that I get worried about her."
"You haven't left your room for days," Ester argued.
"So? I like it here."
She leaned to the window again and yanked the curtains open. The second glare was harsher. More shocking. I slid beside my chair on the floor, trying to cover myself.
Ester gestured around the room. "Is this what you call natural?" She pointed to the dirty pile of clothes on the corner, the unmade bed, the overfilled closet, and the stinky trash bin. "It's filthy in here. What have you been doing to yourself?"
"Nothing," I said.
She looked disappointed as she shook her head. She'd been doing it a lot lately. "Enough is enough. Spencer and I are intervening."
At the mention of her twin, Spencer poked his head in the room and waved. "Hi," he said.
I turned to Ester again. "You're getting exaggerated," I complained. "It's not like what I'm doing is wrong."
She glanced at her brother and nodded. When she looked back at me, her expression has softened. "Look, Des. We know that. . . We know that it's been hard without Genesis."
I rolled my eyes. "No shit."
Ester pretended not to hear that and continued. "But it's been three years. She's not even talking to you anymore." She put a hand on my shoulder. "I think it's time to accept the fact that you two grew apart."
My heart was beating so loud, I thought I wouldn't hear my own voice. "Get out," I murmured.
She looked like she'd been slapped. "Destiny Jones, you take that back."
Water blurred my eyes as I glared at her. She had no right.
"Get out!" I yelled.
Spencer rushed inside and grabbed Ester's arm. "Come on," he insisted. "Leave Destiny alone. She needs time to process this."
Ester freed herself by yanking her arm away. "Genesis was our friend too," she said. "Do you think it was easy for us when she moved? Do you think it was easy for us to see you lose yourself every day?" Her lower lip trembled. "Don't you get it, Des? She took a part of you when she left. Either you accept it and move on, or keep searching for something you'll never get back." She turned to the door and marched away.
September 2009
Dearest Gene,
Three years ago, you told me how much you hated change. You told me it pulls people apart. You told me it does a lot of things. I've been thinking about it since the day you left. I've been thinking about a lot of things.
Today, I have to make an important decision. A choice I didn't think I have to make.
. . . .
. . . .
I'm sorry, Gene. This might be the last message I send you.
I'm not breaking my promises. It's just that sometimes we have to sacrifice what we want to make other people happy. I haven't been doing that in a while.
If there's one thing I can guarantee, I'll always be here waiting for you. Should you come back anytime, you'll find me with a ready smile and open arms.
Until then, I'll bury our friendship in the Ruins we loved, right under the grass where we used to sleep on. Our memories will be safe. I'll guard it with my life. Until then, Gene, I'll pretend to be at ease, even when the only time I can truly be myself is when I'm with you.
Yours Always,
Destiny