The Best Untold Story (DewBest)

Mother Knows of Best

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Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months, while Dew and me remained friends as what we had agreed that first day we saw each other again. It has been two months since that night I last sang in front of other people. After that, I talked with the band to switch with Tar for the drummer role and let him do the singing instead. I refused to sing any song after that uneventful night.

The thing that had happened that night in the pub remained to be unspoken of between Dew and me and our friends. My decision to quit being the vocalist for the band had been difficult for my bandmates to accept at first. But I was glad they had been considerate enough to respect that decision and later moved on with Tar taking my role.

I know I messed up that night. Singing that song I had written for the person who had asked me to forget any romantic feelings I had for him was a total fiasco. I do not blame Dave or the others for pushing me to sing Corner that night. Yes I was reluctant to do it at first considering the person whom I was refering to would be listening. Yes I had sing it in front of him before but the difference was that time back then, I was not fully aware that Dew knows of my feelings. Though I found out later that he had kept my diary and would probably be aware of everything already when I sing him that song, the situation at the present has gravely changed. My reluctance in singing that night was covered up by my longingness to relieve that feeling back in our high school days. I have failed to consider Dew's feelings on the process. I was a total asshole that night for him.

I can't imagine how he had felt that night. I bet he felt disgusted thinking how the lyrics pertains to him. He must be very angry with me that's why he drowned himself with the alcohol before causing a scene just to stop me from finishing that song.

I had never felt so dirty with my self after that night. It felt like I have played it dirty for Dew. I admit I was feeling a little hopeful that when I play that song again infront of the man who admitted he also have feelings for me back then, I could rekindle that feelings that was momentarily forgotten because of our two years separation. After seeing him go berserk after that, I realized I was wrong.

I had proven that night that hope is a dangerous thing to have especially for someone like me who was aiming for the forbidden fruit. My resolution to quit singing is like my redemption for my sins.

I had apologized to Dew that night with a message in Line. I had promised not to bother him again and never will I sing that song, Corner ever again. He never replied to me. But I know I had sealed a silent agreement between us right then and there. It is only up to me now to manage my emotions.

"Hey Dew! Are you going home already? Are you not coming to have dinner with us after this?" Tar started when he saw Dew gathering his things around and putting it back inside his backpack. It's Friday afternoon and the exams had just ended. The lot us were sitting in our usual hang out near a large tree on the grounds.

"I'm sorry guys. I have to be somewhere else after this. Go on without me." Dew answered with a small smile in his handsome face. His eyes briefly caught mine and immediately averted somewhere else.

The two of us have been casual with each other. We only talk if its needed and can sometimes exchange some ideas about some certain topic as well. It's like the events from the past ad that night in the pub never happened. I am doing great with contoling my emotions that I may pass some acting auditions soon.

"Me too as well guys. I have to meet my cousins tonight. Sorry." I told our friends after Dew was done packing his things.

To my surprise, Dew turned to look at me and asked, "Where are you going? Do you want me to drive you there?"