Broken Promise - Your Crush x Reader

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We have been friends ever since the start of Smash. At first, we only knew each other as fellow comrades, but in battles, we were enemies. We would always try our hardest at winning, to have some glory for ourselves. Eventually later on after we battled each other so much, we became friends.

I remember when you walked up to me and we had a long conversation. Talking about how great it was to be in Smash and many other various topics. At first, we were both very shy talking to each other. But gradually, we became used to it. So used to it, that we started becoming more comfortable with each other. And so we opened up and showed our true selfs.

Days, weeks and months passed by without a trace. Now we were officially best friends, always being there for each other and watching each other's back. I remember one time after practice, I walked up to you and asked if we were going to be best friends forever. Of course, you said yes. Adding in a promise, you simply stated,"Don't worry. I promise that I'll always be by your side. Nothing will ever break us apart. And if that unfortunate day comes, I know in the long run... I will regret it, so will you."

A few days later after you made that promise, you got engaged into a romantic relationship with one of the characters. I saw you two always hanging out, giving each other hugs and kisses, and so many other things. Of course, I was happy for you. Thinking that you were going to spend your entire life with the love of your life.

But, I noticed that me and you slowly started drifting apart. We didn't realize it at first, and later on, I noticed it. I thought it was completely normal, but as hours, days and eventually weeks passed... We were no longer best friends, at least, that's what I thought. You were hanging out with your lover so much, that we got separated. Now I was thinking that I wasn't a good enough friend for you. Which in my opinion, was partially true. I wasn't good enough for you, and that hurt so very, very much. Now, we are not best friends anymore. Honestly, it made me mad, or furious even. Then I started avoiding you as much as I possibly could, and it worked. For awhile at least...

But one day, I remembered I saw you run to your room, with fresh tears running down your cheeks. I was going to ask you what's wrong, but something held me back from doing so. Later on, I heard the news that you and your lover broke up. It was devastating news to hear, especially since you two have been together for awhile. A week later, you came up to me and wanted to rebuild our best friend relationship again. But for some odd reason, I didn't want to. I told you I was angry, you broke the promise that you told me. We even vowed it together. Was that not enough? Were you pretending to be my friend? Were just using me for some ridiculous reason? Yes you might say.

Then I walked off, leaving you behind in another crying mess. You were practically begging me to become your friend again, but I declined it. A month later, everybody has noticed you isolated yourself from the entire world. You would no longer talk to anybody, including me. The only time you would come out of your room, was when you had to eat, which was every other day. Many rumors spread around, saying that you started cutting, and starving yourself. You fell into a deep depression that you couldn't get out of. You were a horrible mess, mostly everybody said that about you.

But then this one certain day, everything changed. All of the fighters were standing outside, in the cold rain, staring downwards at the most disappointing, and tragic event that had taken place. Everybody didn't know that it was going to get that serious. They thought you would get over your depression, to get rid of it forever. Instead, you got rid of yourself.

Most of the characters were crying, and others had absolutely nothing to say, as they were all staring down at your newly made tombstone. They placed flowers on top of your grave, some kneeled down and payed their respects to you, and others dropped down and started crying like no tomorrow.

Sometimes I would think about the last sentence I said to you. I told you that you needed a fresh start, and I didn't mean it in that way. But I guess your life was that bad, which obviously sucked. I would spent most of my nights thinking about you. What if I didn't say that to you? What if I just forgave you and we started over? What if you were still here? What would we have been doing right now?

And you were right, I did regret my decision. And I'm pretty sure, you did too.

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