18

443 28 3
                                    

The minute I wake up. I noticed I had a few unopened messages.

I was slightly excited, where are any from you?

No.

They weren't.

You see-- you weren't even saying goodnight, anymore.

You weren't even saying goodbye.

You texted me when you felt like it.

You acknowledge me when you feel like it.

I was just an accessory. You only needed me when it suited you.

At some point, it felt nice. Knowing that you needed me at times.

However, it hurt knowing that I meant absolutely nothing to you.

Absolutely nothing.

Yet, you see-- it's easy to push aside the bad thoughts and just think of the good.

I did that a lot.

I did that all the time.

Sometimes, I wished I had more good things about you.

However, I latched onto that one good moment and thought that was everything and that it was perfect.

In my eyes, that one moment drew out your character-- wrong.

One good thing doesn't make that person automatically an angel.

I wish I had thought that before.

It's harder to do now.

I opened the chat and saw that it was my classmate; Takara.

She was very friendly and we usually talked every now and then.

"Have you checked your email yet?"

Oh, shit.

I forgot.

We were told we'd be having some changes within our groups.

The classes have been getting a lot smaller, so they began mixing up the students.

I didn't think I'd move.

I was already in the class.

So, I guess that's why I didn't check.

However, Takara was keen.

I wasn't as close to her but overtime we had gotten closer, we began talking most of the time during our lessons and sometimes even after.

I didn't have Chuwie or Zizi around, so I could only really hang out with her.

Me and Chuwie hung out during the weekends, however.

Our friendship always felt stronger than the last. A few days apart did make us sad.

However, we promised to spend time together whenever we had the opportunity.

Surprisingly, we managed to fit in time during some of our breaks.

I responded back, "Checking."

I immediately open my outlook and check.

I've received an email from my form tutor.

I've moved classes.

I didn't know how to feel. I didn't expect this.

I zoom in and hope at least my maths class remains the same.

Friends With Benefits - P.JM | 18+Where stories live. Discover now