I Don't Want You Like A Bestfriend // Macolet

Chapter 10 - Wish you were here

The first few months of long-distance were tough, but Colet and I managed to find our rhythm. We set up regular video calls, sent each other care packages, and planned visits whenever our schedules allowed. The time differences between New York and San Francisco made it challenging, but our love kept us motivated.

One evening, after a long day of classes and projects, I called Colet. Seeing her face on the screen always made the distance feel a little smaller. We chatted about our day, shared some laughs, and discussed our plans for the weekend.

"I wish you were here," Colet said, her voice tinged with longing.

"Me too," I replied, my heart aching. "But we'll see each other soon. Only two more weeks until our visit."

Just as we were getting lost in each other's eyes, a message notification popped up on my phone. I excused myself, telling Colet I'd be right back. The message was from an anonymous number, and it contained a photo of Colet with another girl. My heart skipped a beat.

"Who is this?" I typed, my fingers trembling.

"You'll find out soon," came the reply.

Returning to the call, I decided not to jump to conclusions. Instead, I showed the conversation to Colet.

"Do you know who this girl is?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

Colet looked at the photo and sighed. "That's Yana. We're working on a project together. It's paired work, and we've been spending a lot of time on it but she went to san Francisco to do something. I promise, Maloi, there's nothing going on."

I looked into her eyes and saw only sincerity. "I believe you, Colet. I just wish people would stop trying to mess with us."

She nodded, her expression softening. "Me too. But we won't let them. We're stronger than that."

A few weeks passed without incident, and our relationship seemed back on track. But the anonymous messages continued, each one more cryptic than the last. The latest one simply said, "Soon."

I was starting to get frustrated. Why would someone want to cause trouble between Colet and me? What was their motive?

Then, one night, I received another message from the anonymous number. This time, it contained a video. My heart pounded as I clicked play. The video showed Colet and Emily talking animatedly in a coffee shop. They seemed friendly, but nothing suggested anything beyond that. However, the message that accompanied the video sent chills down my spine.

"Are you sure you know everything? That video was weeks ago. "

Determined to get to the bottom of this, I decided to confront Yana. I didn't tell Colet about my plan because I didn't want to worry her. I found Yana's contact information through social media and sent her a message, asking if we could talk.

To my surprise, Yana agreed to meet. We decided on a neutral location, a quiet café near her campus. When I arrived, I saw her sitting at a corner table, looking slightly nervous.

"Hi, Yana," I greeted her, trying to keep my voice calm. "Thanks for meeting with me."

"No problem," she replied, her eyes wary. "What did you want to talk about?"

I took a deep breath. "I've been receiving messages and photos of you and Colet. Someone's trying to make it seem like there's something more going on between you two. I need to know the truth."

Yana's eyes widened in shock. "I swear, there's nothing like that between us. We're just project partners. But..."

"But what?" I pressed.

She hesitated, then sighed. "There is something you should know. Colet's ex, Chie, reached out to me a few weeks ago. She's been trying to get back into Colet's life. I didn't think much of it at first, but now I wonder if she's behind this."

Feeling a mix of relief and anger, I thanked Emily and rushed back to my apartment. I needed to talk to Colet immediately. I called her, my heart racing as I waited for her to pick up.

"Maloi, what's wrong?" Colet's worried voice came through the phone.

"I just talked to Yana. She said Chie's been trying to get back into your life. I think she's the one sending those messages."

Colet's silence on the other end made my stomach drop. "Colet?"

Finally, she spoke, her voice trembling. "Maloi, there's something I need to tell you. Chie did reach out to me. She wanted to apologize for everything and be friends again. I thought it was harmless, but now..."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, feeling a pang of hurt.

"I didn't want to worry you. I thought I could handle it, but clearly, I was wrong."

Together, Colet and I decided to confront Chie. We arranged a video call with her, and as the screen connected, I felt a surge of determination.

"Chie, we need to talk," I began, my voice firm.

Chie looked taken aback but nodded. "Alright. What's this about?"

"Have you been sending me photos and videos of Colet with other people?" I asked directly.

Chie's eyes widened, and she shook her head. "No, I haven't. Why would I do that?"

"Because you've been trying to get back into Colet's life," I accused. "We think you're trying to sabotage our relationship."

Chie looked genuinely hurt. "I wanted to apologize and make amends, but I swear, I haven't done anything to hurt you guys."

Just as we were about to end the call, a new message notification popped up on my phone. It was another photo, this time showing Colet with a different girl. The message read, "You'll never guess who's next."

I showed the photo to Chie. "If it's not you, then who is it?"

Chie studied the photo and then gasped. "That's my ex, Laura. She's been bitter ever since we broke up. She must be the one trying to stir things up."

With this new information, Colet and I felt more united than ever. We decided to ignore any further messages and focus on our relationship. Trust and communication became our strongest tools against any attempts to drive us apart.

"Whatever comes our way, we'll face it together," Colet said, holding my hand tightly.

"Together," I agreed, feeling more confident in our relationship than ever before.

The mysterious messages eventually stopped, and life began to settle down. Colet and I continued to make the most of our time together, cherishing each moment. We planned visits, sent each other little surprises, and supported each other's dreams.

One weekend, as Colet visited me in San Francisco, we sat by the bay, watching the sunset. "You know," she said, "despite everything, I think we're stronger now."

I smiled, leaning my head on her shoulder. "I think so too. We've faced so much, and we're still here, still together."

"And we always will be," she whispered, kissing the top of my head.

As we watched the sun dip below the horizon, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them side by side, our love unwavering and strong.