My Crush's Bestfriend ✔️

Chapter 8 : Gone

♡Jessica Woods♡

The two kids were playing the see-saw leisurely and they were looking like they'd be happy even if they knew they'd die tomorrow.

Because they were little ones. They didn't have anything to be worried about. The least thing they would be upset about was their favourite cartoon episodes they missed. They have a happy life and definitely will, because their lives were not mine and my life was not theirs.

There were so many people who said they wanted to go back to their childhood lives whenever they felt hurt or heartbroken but my life was a bitch. How could I suppose to wish to be a kid again if I was being ignored and hurt at that time too?

"Mama, Where is my Christmas gift?" eight-year-old me running around the Christmas tree, searching my gift. On the other hand, my baby brother was grinning widely at the red coloured tricycle which he got as his Christmas gift.

"Oh honey," mother sighed. "The Santa said you sorry because he forgot to bring your gift but he promised me that he'd bring a big one next year for sure."

My face fell and I muttered some cuss words I knew at that time to Santa for having a poor memory.

"Did you like it, little guy?" dad asked my brother and they all ignored my presence when he squealed and said that he wanted to go for ride in that.

I was more hurt when I became more mature and when I found the truth that Santa was nonexistent and my parents were the ones who bought gifts for us. They didn't buy me the gift that year because I wanted an electric keyboard while my brother wanted a tricycle and at that time they couldn't afford to buy the two of them so they chose to buy the gift what my brother wanted and decided to convince me with their soothing lies.

See, if I forgot to think about one thing my mind would be reminding another thing. This was my favourite park where I'd be spending my lonely days but today the unusual silence and the cool breeze were making me to cry even more. I knew I was rambling but I couldn't help because that Oliver Smith shouted at me for no reason at all.

Everyone has told me what Oliver said but his words were more powerful and more effective than theirs. His words were like a sword which stabbed my heart repeatedly.

Still I couldn't understand why the hell the prefects board has selected a coward like you. You deserve nothing. Absolutely NOTHING. That's why you're alone always.

The tear slowly ran down my cheek and I shut my eyes tightly, leaning back against the bench.

Don't think about it Jessica. Don't.

"Jessie!!" I opened my eyes when I heard Louise's voice and she was marching towards my direction and gave me her rib-crushing hug but my hands were still on my side. "Thank God, you are here."

When she realized I wasn't hugging her back she faced me with a concerned look and knelt down, wiping the tear off of my face. "He's a jerk. Don't cry for what he said."

I blinked a few times and turned the other side. "Just go away." I stated sternly and she stood up and sat on the bench beside me.

"Everything he said was l-"

"Very true." I finished the sentence, cutting her off and she wrapped her hands around my shoulders and leaned on me, whispering. "Jessie. I would marry you if you're interested in girls."

I turned back and glared at her and she looked at me innocently. "What? I love you that much.."

A sad smile appeared on my face and my eyes flooded with tears as I hugged her tightly.