Dedicated to one of my mains, coz reasons mwehehe
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Saving G[r]ace
Looking at him was my hobby.
I find simple pleasures when I glance at him. He was such a beautiful person and I am not in the business of denying myself to things that make me happy.
But how can you look at the person you love as he’s holding hands with the girl he loves, and it’s not you?
Joe and Vea were walking down the school hallway, hands entwined, and they were laughing – they were completely happy that they’re finally together. Everyone who can see the happy couple were smiling, even me. Smiling, yet dying.
I love Joe, so here I am, willing to take all the sorrow just to let him be happy. I loved him first, but that doesn’t matter. All that matters right now is that Vea finally agreed to be Joe’s girlfriend after months of courting.
Joe’s best friend didn’t matter. I didn’t matter.
Maybe this is my karma from all those times where I didn’t say anything to him. If the pain was bad back then, this time, it’s unbearable.
As they were prancing down the hallway, Joe saw me and he grinned at me, after weeks of ignoring me. I just smiled and as they passed by me, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ran, resisting the urge to cry.
I went to the place where I know no one at this hour would be: the music room.
I pushed past the doors and went directly to one of the corners of the room, where the piano – the grand piano – is located. I sat down on the hood and I took a sharp breath.
I remembered the way Joe looked at Vea. I remembered that he can never look at me that way.
I cried. I cried so hard.
After a while, the door opened, and I stopped bawling my eyes out. I jumped out of the hood and I crouched down to the bottom of the piano, hiding myself.
“Ella,” a boy’s voice said. “Get up; I can see you from under the piano.”
Silently, I stood up and took a seat on the piano’s stool’s edge. I wiped my tears and said, “Hi, what do you want?”
The boy – whom I can see now because the tears aren’t fogging up my vision anymore – sat down next to me. “I want to know why you are crying in a music room while everyone’s at lunch.”
“Red?” I sniffed. “You know me?”
The famous singer, dancer and actor of our school smiled at me. “Of course I do. We have English and Science classes together… why?”
“I… I didn’t know that you know me…”
Red snorted. “Because I’m famous?” I nodded. “Wow, wasn’t expecting you were the type to stereotype people, Ella.”
I just forced a smile and fell into silence.
“So,” he cleared his throat. “Why were you crying?”
“The guy I loved is already the boyfriend of the campus ‘hottie’,” I used air quotes.
“So the rumors are true,” Red chuckled. “Vea finally answered Joe’s proposal of unending love,” he said the last statement sarcastically.
I sniffed again. “How do you even know that they’re the ones I’m referring to?”
“Ella, everybody knows how crazy you are about Joe.”
I groaned and buried my face into my hands. “Am I stupid that I fell for my best friend?”
Surprisingly, Joe heard it correctly, and answered honestly. “Yes, you are.”
I sighed and the urge to cry was taking over me again.
“Stop it, jeez,” Red said, annoyed. “I don’t even get why you’re so in love with him, he’s sort of a jerk.”
I started to get defensive. “How do you say so?”
Red leaned back nonchalantly. “I’m 75% sure that he knows that you like him, he’s just pretending that he doesn’t.”
I rubbed my temples. “I tried my best to remove my feelings for him.”
“You know, you can close your eyes to the things you don’t wanna see but you can’t close your heart to the things you don’t wanna feel.”
I sent him a disbelieving look. “Did you just quote Johnny Depp?”
Red waved me off. “Not the point, but just be stupid for the people who are willing to be stupid for you too.”
I sighed. “For the past month, he’s changed. He’s been such a prick.” I took a deep breath and my voice wavered, “he left me.”
By surprise, Red reached my hand. I was surprised, but his hand gave me warmth. “Sometimes, the people we love leave us because someone new is on their way for us. The new people who will come into your life will fill up the blank spaces in your heart and most importantly…”
He whispered the last words. “They will show you how important you are and how you should be loved.”
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