•10:30 a.m•

∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆

I was reluctantly over thinking Adalyn's offer. Help? I had grown up overcoming my struggles with the help of none other than myself. So when she offered her help, I was more than skeptical. I politely declined with no specifications on this conclusion and I could easily tell that Adalyn was not having it. 

"You've helped me so much with my issues and I obviously feel the need to do the same." Adalyn insisted

"No don't worry about that! It's totally fine."

"What I need to worry about is the fact that you always refuse help from everyone and honestly an explanation wouldn't hurt anybody."

I sighed. She was right after all, my parents had teached me from a very young age that if you want to have a hero to get help from then look into the mirror because one day everyone will leave.

My father is a dreamer who nonetheless doesn't let his coping mechanism consume him. My mother on the other hand is down to earth and not the type to talk a lot in comparison to my father but to this day, she stills repeats the same thing everyday "We suffer more in imagination than in reality"

This became the quote of my life. It defines every little aspect of my existence. Growing up with parents who are opposites of each other but still somehow manage to compliment each others personalities still surprises me. I was and will always be under their overprotective yet strict parenting but I couldn't be more thankful. Being an artist lost in my imagination sometimes leads to being hurt more in my imagination than in reality as my mother says. 

At the young age of 10 I was already given the huge responsibility to be independent. Regardless of their way of thinking, they still helped me only if crucially needed and would keep an eye on every one of my actions. Let's just say that telling this to Adalyn was far from uncomplicated. I still tried my best and ended up blurting it all out. At first she seemed to be giving me one of her infamous silent treatment but to my surprise, she said something.

"I understand you know. I am pleased that you had the guts to tell me that honestly." She said giggling

"What happened to your so-called silence?" I asked suspiciously

"I guess it won't be monstrous if I say what's on my mind from time to time."

"I am glad we can both be completely honest about this." I said while smirking

Opening up to someone was never the easiest thing for me. I used to be an outspoken and outgoing person but after the death of my sister everything changed. I was devastated and found no reason for my existence to still be valuable. After years of recovery from what happened, the slightest thought of that night brings goosebumps to my whole body and sometimes even tears. Due to the lack of recon fort that was given to me when I was young, I learnt to do everything on my own. To this day I still refuse anyone's help neither for the tiniest or most complex task.

Thoughts rushed through my mind when I reconsidered Adalyn's offer. What could I possibly ask her? I decided to brush it off and told her that I would think about it and give her my final answer later.

"I am truly sorry but this game of yours will not work on me." She said nonchalantly

"What game?" I asked genuinely confused

"The 'I will tell you later but I unfortunately forgot' game."

I hated that I hadn't even considered this idea! It was too late at this point. Again her brain never misses a chance to amaze me. I guess i'll just have to pretend that I had the intelligence to think of that. 

"You unraveled my plan so I guess i'll just have to come up with a different one." I fake sighed

Adalyn quirked a brow before saying that she can wait as long as needed if this means I will finally accept her offer.

"Are you serious?" Heat slowly creeping up my neck

"More than I've ever been! If I have to wait one hour or ten then I'll wait. It's not like I have any intentions to see Jerry sooner or later thanks to your advices." She winked with a sarcastic smile.

I sat there shell shocked since everything was starting to backfire at me for some reason but I was not about to give up. If she is willing to wait, then we'll wait. As long as it takes. She seemed pretty confident about her decision so why not let history repeat itself for the hundredth time today! We looked at each other for a split second then I looked in front of me while squinting my eyes which is something I do very often when I think. I could hear Adalyn lightly chuckle at my behaviour but I was way too burried in my thoughts to acknowledge that.

"So basically... You are trying to say that with all the advices I gave you, it gives you more reasons to be late and this is your 'game' as you tend to say?"

"You got it all right!" She said smiling

I looked at her dead in the eyes before taking a sip from my coffee only to realize that I was sipping on air.

"You have a mind Adalyn... You have a mind."

"Well as it is commonly said 'Don't hate the player, hate the game' " She said before winking at me

This simple action weirdly made me blush so to compensate I rolled my eyes playfully. My weird hormones can't be acting up now; not at this very moment. The speakers then announced the arrival of the train of 10:30 a.m. I looked at Adalyn to make sure and she gave me a small nod before watching people embark on the train to Seattle.