90210 (BINI Series #3)

Chapter 43: NYC

Maloi's POV

"Mikha ... Colet ..." I whispered and lunged forward hugging my best friends tightly like my life depends on it.

I just done talking to Stacey's parents and I was outside their house when I decided to call my best friends. Jho, Aiah, Gwen, and Aiah wasn't able to come because of work but Mikha and Colet hurriedly came after hearing my sobs. They both held me not asking anything, they haven't said a single word as they let me cry on their shoulder. The three of us hoping it will somehow ease my pain.

Our relationship was complicated, and it hurts to know that I am slowly losing hope. I am slowly losing the battle I, myself made. That somehow, after everything, fighting is still not enough to keep us going.

I don't know how Mikha, Colet, and I ended up being in my rom. But all I know is when I pulled away from our hug and opened my eyes, we're not in front of the house where I got my heart broken into tiny little pieces.

I found out that even the comfort my safe haven gives isn't enough to make me feel better. My best friends kept telling me it will be okay and how I wish I can believe them, because nothing is okay.

I cry, miserably, telling myself over and over again that giving the two of us enough time and space is for the better. We both hurt each other so much and we both gave each other traumas. Maybe one day, we'll get another shot at love and things will be right for us.

"It's okay to cry." Mikha is the first one to break the silence.

Colet placed her hands on my shoulders, staring straight into my eyes. "I know it's hard, but you've done enough. You tried hard enough for searching for her."

I nodded my head and they let out a sad smile while wiping my tears away. "Rest now, we'll be here if you need us." Mikha tucked me to bed like a child.

With an aching heart, I closed my eyes and let tiredness pull me into a deep sleep.

As days goes by, I found myself running in circles. I'll cry myself to sleep and whenever the morning comes, I will get up and pretend things are okay, ignoring the fact that everyone knows things aren't. I am far from okay. I can't fool them. And I can't fool myself also.

Everyday I have to endure the pain. To live with the fact the we may never be right for each other again.

I miss the feelings Stacey give me when we're together, even when we're apart. I miss the way she calms me. I miss counting her smiles. The comfort her touch brings. How a simple look can make or break my day.

One Wednesday afternoon, something inside of me is telling me that I should be up and go out of our house. Unable to resist the urge I found myself taking.

I don't know if I should be happy or not. After weeks of missing her, I finally saw her standing a few meters away from me. The thing is, she's not alone. She's crying in Gelo's shoulder and beside them is the very least person I thought I'd see with her. It's Sheena — my best friend. She's worriedly looking at Stacey. A part of me is sad, angry, hurt, and felt betrayed. But I am happy, knowing someone will be there for her.