Dear Boomerang

Three [Dear Song]

There are two ways to respond when just knowing that your bestfriend's boyfriend is your ex-boyfriend.

One is to react so badly, and walk away.

And the second is to continue eating your fries, and act like you don't know him.

Hmm, okay.

I picked on my fries and munch it slowly, dramatically.

"Jake this is my bestfriend, Harper." Lilly says.

"Oh, nice to meet you." I nod to Jake. "Its a pleasure to finally meet you too." He replies.

I cocked an eyebrow, i guess he chose to act like he don't know me too. Perfect!

"Jake here, didn't told me that he actually drove here instead of riding a bus." Lilly discusses whilst dishevelling Jake's brown hair. I remember the way i used to do that.

"It must've been a long, tiring drive." I answer before taking another piece of my fries.

"Jake is taking us out for lunch." Lilly announces.

I just realized how oblivious Lilly is to the tension between Jake and me.

"I don't think I should go..." I mumble. "My treat." Jake insists, taking me off guard with his voice, i haven't heard his voice for so long.

"Oh, alright." I wouldn't shove off free food.

We rode Jake's Audi. I never knew when he decided to finally buy a brand new car, his old one was an old Chevrolet.

The car was extremely silent, and so was us.

Lilly sighs and leans forward on her shotgun seat to turn on the radio.

A familiar, catchy song played. And my bestfriend start humming it off.

I am seating at the backseat, gazing at Jake every once in a while. His blue eyes brighter than ever, his dark brown hair, his outfit; He is still the Jake i used to know. Used to.

I want to ask him how he'd been when i left, i want to cook his favorite sunny side up that has burnt crisps here and there, i want to run my fingers through his soft brown locks, i want to feel his warm palm against mine. If only i could.

But i couldn't. He's not mine, atleast not anymore. For Jake Parker now belongs to my bestfriend Lilly Stourn.

There are lots of questions that kept running to my head the moment i left Caiwood.

Questions like: how much would my monthly allowance be, would my new school be the home of stereotypes,.

But one question never left my mind.

Is he still thinking about me? Like the way he used to?

Now i have an answer, it was 'no'. And the very proof of it was my bestfriend's hand in his.

Does it hurt, you ask? Yes, it hurts a lot. I feel like every life has drained out of my body, all my chances were crushed; every tad bit of it.

I'm still thinking twice whether to tell Lilly about it or not. But i chose not to. knowing Lilly, she'll probably break up with him for my sanity's sake.

"Are you crying?" Lilly snaps me out of my daydreaming (more like day-nightmaring)

"Yes." I mindlessly answer. "I mean, Am I? No, I'm not." I cover up. I hope she buys it.

"Well, this song is too emo. It probably reminds you of your guy-without-a-name." She turns to me and winks.

Great! Do you know the word awkward? This is the exact meaning of it.