Kiss My Threats

Chapter 34

He'd never been this broken, all what he'd sacrificed himself for was crumbling, he was not trusted. Even by his best friend, and that has to be the most painful thing of them all. He'd love her but it was clear she doesn't want anything to do with him anymore. It's the end. He had thought with his head resting on the headrest of his car, he blinked his damp eyebrow before setting back on the road. He isn't going to give up on their friendship was what he thought barely two hours ago hyt the way he kept getting treated by that same friend like she doesn't appreciate him, she doesn't want to give him a chance and it seemed like he was the only one that wants that friendship to work and get back to the way it was. He stopped the engine as some point thinking about how far things had gone between them, it was already too much for him to handle, if he tries to convince her again, that could be the last time… maybe she is already tired of being friends with him, he wasn't like other guys… he seemed rather too gentle to her and that makes it look like he's tye perfect guy to play with.

He rolled down the window to allow some fresh air into his car. It was like he was in the oven with the beads of sweat emitting from his skin. He tilted his head to one side staring into the air. Before he felt some small taps on the window.

He squinted his eyes at the young Blondie, she kept staring at him before she cleared her throat.

"Simeo-"..

Shit!

"You don't remember me?" She watches his face for his reaction, a sad look building up on her face while he watched her expressionless, "I- I was the one you-"

"Please I don't know you." He should be feeling bad for being that grumpy at her before he rolled the window back up and continued his destination, he was sick of being approached by some people he had never met in his life claiming his role in their life, some telling him negative things and impregnating some girls he had never laid his eyes on. Liars, they all are. He sped off hitting 70km/h not caring about what the pedestrians were going to think. They only see what I'm doing but they don't see my problems so they have the right to judge, they don't have any a long term best friend accusing them of murder. They don't know what it is, not just best friend but the person u love ur whole life trying to cut you down, she doesn't even want to believe me even if it's just a bit and if I convince her for the last time, then, I already know my fate. If she's going to report to the police she's not gonna have any evidence of me, will she? And if she does, then I'm sorry for myself.

I parked somewhere because I didn't want to go to the hostel right now because I don't want any of my friends seeing me in this state. I was never the one to show my feelings especially emotionally, I must have shown my weak side to Vi this morning because I could not hold it. Something had to be wrong, someone was playing tricks with him. With plle coming to meet him claiming he did things to them which he never did. He had never even set eyes on them for life.

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Genevieve:
It is hard convincing myself because I was hella sure I saw Phil and it wasn't a dream. He was the one I saw and the other side of me believed he was my best friend and he can't engage in this act but I'm certain my eyes don't deceive me and that's what is getting me confused. I am hurting him. That reminder cuts deeply. He was looking too innocent for this but-

I should not be harsh on him, mom doesn't believe he was the one and his reactions either give off the feeling that he was not involved. I sighed walking around my room. I wanted to make up my mind to give him the feedback on Monday, okayyyy… I took a deep breath. It was almost evening so I laid on my bed before sleep swallowed me in.