you only ever hung out with her to ask questions about her. she couldn't help but feel used.
but she sat there answering all your questions while her heart was racing and her eyes were trying to hold back the tears.
she didn't want to disappoint you.
but she also knew that being this close to you would only hurt her in the long run.
but she ignored all the warnings and put your happiness before hers.
and then you suddenly didn't feel the need to go over to her house.
you rarely spoke to her and she felt like she was slowly loosing you.
even through it all she was still friends with her. they always hung out and talked about random things and she couldn't help but feel like she was her new best friend.
you saw her in the halls the other day.
you pretended as if you both hadn't talked in over a month.
you tried explaining why you had been ignoring her but she couldn't take it anymore.
she left you in the halls that day.
she felt proud of herself but regretted it the moment after.
all she wanted was for things to go back to how they used to be.
back to when you guys were younger and you would hang out for hours on end and never get bored.
and now it seemed like you couldn't be near her for more than five minutes before leaving.
the next day you knocked on her door.
you wanted to know what changed between you guys.
you needed to understand why everything was falling apart.
you wanted to apologize and make it up to her. afraid that you had ruined the friendship.
the thing was she wasn't there.
she was with him.
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best friend
Short Storybest·friend - noun. a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection. about a girl who loved a boy. she knew he loved her, but not in the way she wanted to be loved.
