Chapter 3: Happily Miserable

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Girls in my school are addicted to PROM. And, unfortunately, Jenny is a girl. It's 7 days before prom and she has everything ready. Everything, except maybe for a dress. She invited me to help her shop. A normal guy would say No. But, hey, I love this girl, what can you do?

When we got to the mall she brought me to her favorite "gown store". She picked a light blue, tube dress with some decorations. It was plain, really but when she wore it, she looked like a goddess. 

"What do you think? Do I look fine?" she said with a shy smile.

"You look like the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" it just came out from my mouth. The minute I said it I wanted to take it back.

"Thanks. You're like the BESTEST FRIEND EVER." And there it is. Best Friend. Should I be happy that were really close or should I be sad because I know that it'll just stay that way. At times like this, you just have to convince yourself that its better than nothing. 

She bought the dress and went home to try her dress. I went to the Church. Did I mention that Jenny was religiuos and she always told me to tell everything to God. I, well, chose to follow that advice today. Sometimes, in mass, I just want to say "Let us give a moment of silence to our brothers who are friendzoned." 

My prayer wasn't long but I think God knows what I'm trying to say.

Dear God, 

       I am John. I love this girl named Jenny. She is a very devoted follower of you, you know. I really love her. But I just can't seem to tell her. I want to, though. I just can't. She is PERFECT to me. That's why I know I will never deserve her. She deserves more. She loves this guy named Jeremy. He's my best friend. All I want is for them to be happy. Eventhough I am miserable. I just want them to be happy. Please grant me that wish. I love her but she deserves more. I just want to see her happy. That's all I really want. Please, though, can you give me one, at least one, night that I can spend with her alone. I love her. Amen.

Jenny told me that if I can't say it in prayer, God will look at my heart and he will give me what I really NEED. If God looked in my heart, he will probably see 1 name. Jenny's. She's the most important person in my life and I love her. Even if she loves another as long as she's happy, I'm happy. Even though, I am miserable. I guess, you can tell that I am HAPPILY MISERABLE.

The priest's "If you have any reason that this couple should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." brought me to my senses. Jenny was looking at Jeremy in a loving way and so was Jeremy. I see Jeremy mouth the words "I love you" while wiping Jenny's tears with his thumb. He looks like he's about to cry. I wanted to object I just can't. I just stood there. I looked like and emotionless, lifeless, body. I didn't even move an inch. They were too happy, | guess. I just couldn't object. I just stood there and pretended to smile. Though it's kill me. And then, another memory resurfaces.

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