Reaching An Understanding

I ran through a lot of different situations that could happen today in my head.

None of them involved Astrid looking remorseful.

But here I was, alone in front of a remorseful looking Astrid.

I know I should hate her, but I can't bring myself to. Maybe I'm too good of a person to do that.

"I'm sorry," she said as she couldn't meet my eyes.

I thought back to everything that she's done. She's definitely caused a lot of damage, but I couldn't bring myself to be all that angry with her. I should, but I'm not.

"I've become a very forgiving person, but even I can't forgive you that easily," I said to her. She sighed and sat down in a nearby chair.

"I was jealous of you. Heather is all I have, so I guess I got really protective of her. But what I did was wrong. She loves you, and that makes her happy," she said before she looked up at me.

"Please, just make her happy," she said with tears in her eyes.

Although it was difficult and it hurt, I sat down next to her.

"She'd be happier if you were beside her," I said, making her eyes go wide.

"What, no! Not after what I did to her," she said. I reached out and gently took her hand.

"You're important to her, and you always will be. I know she'd love to have you beside her," I said. I could see the tears falling from her eyes, so I gently wipped them away.

"And I'd like to be there for you too," I said.

I know you think I'm stupid for doing this. I know that this could backfire. But I truly don't give a damn.

This girl needs me, and she needs her best friend. So I'm going to be there for her.

You could say that she doesn't deserve it, but that's for me to decide.

"I'M SO SORRY!" she cried as she threw herself in my arms. So I held her and let her cry.

We aren't enemies. I don't know what we are, but we aren't enemies.