Lauren’s POV
I’m sat at my mother’s kitchen table, a huge chocolate cake in front of me with sparklers and a twenty-one, candle stuck in the top. Everyone around me is singing happy birthday loudly and off key, but I’m not in the celebrating mood at all. The chair beside me is empty, Tyler nowhere to be seen, I waited until the last minute, thinking he’d come back and we’d make up before coming over to my parent’s house, but he never showed.
I swallow down the lump in my throat when unwanted thoughts start creeping into my mind, of him and Ellie, tangled together in his bed, to absorbed in each other for my best friend to remember my birthday dinner.
‘Blow the candle out Lauren’ my mother calls out excitedly, ‘make a wish!’
I close my eyes, wondering what to wish for, ‘I wish Tyler wer
