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Originally Posted by Tattie  Bristol was feeling all manner of things.
She was wary, fo' sure, but she was also ecstatic. He was actually here, in front of her, so close that she'd be able to reach out and touch him if she wanted. Part of her did want to; she wanted to pull him close, forget everything bad that had happened between them in the last few years, and NEVER let go. Like, ever. But, she didn't. She ... couldn't, because as he'd just pointed out, it had been a really, really long time. They were completely different people now.
"It's been ... too long," she said and swallowed.
The sixteen year old didn't know what to say, where to begin ..... Words kept going through her head, some more often than others, but none left her lips. Unconsciously, she bit down on her lip like Forrest had. Forrest. Even thinking his name at the same as seeing him felt overwhelmed. That's how Bristol felt; overwhelmed.
Finally, she said the words she'd been dying to say since she wrote that letter to him. "I'm sorry."
Once she'd said it, though, it didn't seem like enough, and more and more words poured out. "I'm really, REALLY sorry. Words ... I can't ... you don't ... I'm sorry. Just ... I know I've hurt you and I should've tried to fix it instead of running away and hiding but I couldn't. You have no idea how long I've been thinking about owling and explaining EVERYTHING, but I couldn't find the right words. She stopped speaking abruptly and stared at him again, wide eyed. At some point during her small rant, she'd pulled up many blades of grass that surrounded her, and now her arms came up to hug her legs close. Bristol was distinctly aware of how inadequate and pathetic her explanation and apology was. She waited, frozen, for Forrest's response. And of course, someone else was braver than him to point out the harsh truth out loud: the too part. Someone had always been braver than him all his life. He let out a breath in stress that definitely was not directed at her; but for once, he was too inconsiderate to think she could very well think he was annoyed at herself so.
He met her gaze when she apologised, and it felt wrong then. It was wrong to hear her apologise, rushing to get words out; because it was very wrong to hear she felt the urge to run away. He didn't have any idea what she had been through, and so he realised that he had no right to blame her too. Besides, he thought selfishly, he desperately needed a friend that he could rely on, and no matter what Toby or Ella said, he was sure they viewed him as a bad friend - or no friend at all. However, Bristol here... she felt like the way he felt towards Toby and Ella (whose names hurt his heart). He figured she needed a friend too, and for once, it wasn't him who had to work hard. All he had to say was 'It's okay.' Their past wouldn't even matter, then, because they would be friends of teenage, not childhood. Everything would be fine...
His inner, cruel voice sniggered at his optimism, then his face fell to bitterness, but he valiently smiled at her in the end.
"We can forget about what we could have done," he said, eyes on her, "and try 'BFF' again." He didn't let himself get hopeful, because something always came up, but he wouldn't deny her the hopes.
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