ONE SHOT STORIES (COMPETITION)

THE UNSPOKEN LOVE

Sophomore Year

As I sat there waiting for the bell, I stared the boy next to me. He was my so called 'best friend'. Tinignan ko lang ang napaka-gwapong mukha niya ng nagulat akong ngumiti siya sa akin, araw-araw, buwan-buwan kong pinapangarap na maging akin siya, pero hindi niya ako napapansin sa lahat ng gawa ko, gusto kong sabihin na mahal ko siya, pero sa tingin ko hanggang sa pangarap lang yun, at alam ko yun.

Pagkatapos ng klase, he walked up to me and borrowed the notes he had missed the day pero bago ko binigay ang notebook ko, binigyan ko siya ng isang magandang ngiti.

"Thanks" sabi niya sa akin at binigyan niya ako ng isang yakap.

Gusto kong malaman na mahal na mahal ko siya pero hindi ko alam kung papaano, mahal ko siya pero nahihiya ako, at hindi ko alam kung bakit.

Junior Year

The phone rang. On the other line, it was him. Umiiyak siya, iyak ng iyak ng dahil sa crush niyang binasted siya. He told me to come over to their house so I did.

As I sat on the couch, I stared at his soft eyes. How I wish he is mine. After two hours, he decide to go to sleep, but before that,

"Thanks for coming best friend" sabi niya ang gave me a hug.

I want him to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love him but I am too shy to tell him and I do not know why.

Senior Year

Ang araw bago ang aming prom, he walked to my locker.

"She will not attend" sabi niya. So, ako ang kasama niya, ako?, as his date.

After the event, "Thanks for tonight, I had much fun. Good night beautiful" sabi niya.

Ngumiti lang ako sa kaniya. I looked to him as he stands at our front door step.

"Okay, good night best friend" sabi ko at binigyan siya ng isang hug.

 I want him to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love him but I am too shy to tell him and I do not know why.

Graduation Day

Days, passed, then weeks then months, before I could blink, it was our graduation day.

I watched him on the stage as he gets his diploma.

I wanted him to be mine, but he couldn't notice me like that. And I knew it.

Bago kami magsiuwian, lumapit siya sa akin at niyakap habang siya'y umiiyak. Niyakap ko siya, he lifted his head and looked at me.

"You are my best friend" he said.

I want him to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love him but I am too shy to tell him and I do not know why.

Few Years Later

 Now, I am sitting here in the pews of the church. That boy is getting married now.

I watched him say, I do, and drive off his new life.

Married to another woman,

I want him to be mine, but he didn't notice me like that and I knew it.

But before he drove away, he came to me and said,

"You came" then kissed me on the cheeks.

I want him to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love him but I thought it is too late.

Funeral

Years passed, I look down at the coffin of a boy who used to be my best friend.

At the service, his sister, read a diary entry which is according to her, sulat iyon ng kaniyang kapatid at tinago sa kwarto nito sa kanilang lumang bahay.

This is what it read:

                "I stared at her wishing to be mine. But she didn't notice me like that and I knew it. I want to tell her I do not want be just friends, to be his brother. I love him but I am just too shy to confess and I do not know why. I wish she could tell me she loves me too."

"I wished I did too. If I only did..." I told myself and cried.

- END -

(written by MonsterCheeseCake)