Ok, so it's been WAY too long since I wrote anything on here, but in all honesty it's been WAY too long since I've written anything. I've had the worse cast of Writer's Block. I didn't think I was ever gonna get out of it, but thanks to Southeast Missouri State University's great writing program, I was able to get back into writing after a week of class.
Cooper sat in her room, staring at her phone. Just ring, just ring, JUST RING!! Matt hadn’t called in a few days, and it just wasn’t like him. He was always there to talk to her when she felt down or had some way to make her smile, but the past few days without him had been hell. She hadn’t been able to sleep, she hadn’t been able eat, and she surely hadn’t been able to let go of her phone. No matter how many showers she took with her phone sitting just out of the water’s reach, it wouldn’t ring.
Maybe he lost his phone, she told herself as she paced the full sized zebra print rug her best friend Kelly bought her last Christmas. Or maybe he got it taken away again and his mom’s been reading our messages and she’s gonna call me and yell at me! Aaahh!!
Relax, she told herself, just as Kelly would. Everything is going to be fine; don’t worry about it. He probably did get his phone taken away. To most people, talking to oneself internally as two people would be considered a one way ticket to a doctor who spent far too many years in school, but for Cooper it was a way of life. Kelly was and forever would be her best friend. She had always been there for Cooper, whether her actual body was present or not. The two had been best friends for 10 years, which was “way too long” according to their other friends because they were no longer two people. No, Cooper and Kelly had somehow meshed into the same person in two different bodies. Even though they were so unalike, it was their differences that brought them closer.
Cooper was a drama queen to its fullest point of the definition. If there was something going on, she was there regardless of whom it pertained to or what it was even about. She thrived off it. Kelly, on the other hand, had “her head on straight”, as she had heard it said numerous times. She was the dryer sheet to Cooper’s dramatic static cling. They knew everything about each other, which might sound cliché, but in all honesty…EVERYTHING. Cooper and Kelly kept no secrets, even about the minutest details of childhood that could only be remembered by watching home videos.
No secrets were kept—until Matt moved to town. Cooper instantly fell head over heels for Matt because of his checkered past and questionable home life. He was the mystery flavor of gum in her bag of crazy, and she had to have him. Now, Kelly would never admit this to anyone or even mutter it aloud to her cat, Pebbles, but there were parts of Kelly that were jealous of Cooper. She never really understood why, but the first time she saw Cooper and Matt together in the Senior Hallway, her blood began to curdle. Of course she’d get first dibs on Matt. That’s how this always works, Kelly thought as she thoughtlessly scratched the lead of her pencil in a crack on her desk. She couldn’t let Cooper swoop in and snatch this hunk of gorgeous up before anyone could even get a second glance at him. Her mission was clear; she had to have Matt.
It started with little lies, like where she was at after work or what she was buying at Wal-Mart, but it didn’t take long until Kelly was telling flat-out, full-on lies to Cooper, which was something that had never occurred in their relationship. Cooper didn’t know the difference; she always assumed the best of Kelly. And that in itself made it easier. It was almost as if Kelly herself could believe her lies as the truth if Cooper did, bringing them to life little by little. But Kelly wasn’t ready for what lying truly does to a person; not only does it change you, it devours you until you’re nothing but a lie.
Matt didn’t object when Kelly asked him to go see a movie with her. He certainly didn’t object when she asked him not to tell anyone. And it made him smile when she whispered in his ear, “especially Cooper.” Kelly didn’t know, but Matt was into lying too. Lying was into Matt rather, and in all honesty he couldn’t give two shits about either girl as long as someone was pining after him. He loved the chase, the games. This was his favorite things about dating two friends, which he did every town his father was stationed at; turn them against each other, sit back, and enjoy the war.
You’re probably thinking, “What does any of this have to do with anything? Get on with the story!” But that’s just it; there is no story anymore. There is no ‘happily ever after’, and certainly no Prince Charming. Cooper doesn’t even exist anymore. Shortly after she found out the truth about Kelly and Matt, she flipped out. Cooper went on a soul-killing spree, exposing every bit of gossip she had on anyone. She didn’t hold a single ounce back, and it tore masses of people apart, including Cooper herself. But I guess that’s what happens when aren’t really a person, when you mesh with someone you shouldn’t mesh with.
Don’t worry, Kelly doesn’t get a happily ever after either. In fact, her and Matt got into it one night shortly after and, he stabbed her several times, leaving her for dead on the full sized zebra rug her best friend Cooper bought her last Christmas.
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