One Night

Chapter 4

He started mumbling half spoken words. I didn't understand but, it was cute. My instinct was saying that some love storm was going to devastate me. Though, I shunned off my over-thinking mind.

 He is the prince of my imaginations. I adore every little thing he does.  I was done getting butterflies in my stomach. So, I asked him to say everything clearly. Soon, I noticed his hand creeping towards mine and he exclaimed" I am still in love with Del!"

After that, without any pauses he started speaking so fast as if he just wanted to take all of his melancholy out. He told me that" Kiara, soon after you left the prom, Del came in a gorgeous white gown. She was looking glamorous! Believe me, I had never seen any girl prettier than her. I so want her back but because I was so crushed by everything, I couldn't ask her out...."

What was left for me? I anticipated that his dream girl was me. But damn, all he can ever be for me is a best friend; nothing more than that. I have to accept the fact that yes, Aaron can never be mine. I'll only have him by my side as a friend. It sucks to get crushed by all those feelings and have a painful heartbreak. I could literally feel my heart shattering down into million pieces. But, everything cannot be yours. Aaron will never be mine.

For once, my instinct was correct.  A love storm did come of Aaron and Delilah and that surely did devastate me. Ah! I hope I could kill that bitch.

Everyone has an addiction and mine happens to be him. He's not my boyfriend but he's still mine... forgot to mention- He's still mine in my dreams.

Just when a tear was going to roll down my cheek, he apologized for not telling me earlier and telling Rosie. He made that innocent face and started looking at me in watery eyes. But after all he's my bestfriend ONLY... so I have to forgive him. I tightened myself up and exclaimed" Dumbass, go and die."

He knew that I was joking, so shifted a bit and hugged me. That was the best comforter ever and I longed to have it everyday. He just said" Thank you for always being there, sweetheart."

I wiped his tears and drank a bottle of beer together; we were just sad kids. Or more like it 'teenagers'. But, he couldn't get her until she broke up with that huge guy who looks like a drunkard.

He asked me in a very meek voice "Kiara , will I ever be able to get her back"? I just looked up at him and said" Yes."

It broke me down to say that yes. It was hard to say. It was just like shooting myself with the gangster's gun. But my bestfriend, was a person for whom I could sacrifice my life just to see him happy.

He didn't say anything, just kept quiet and gazed at the stars. I lit up a cigarette for myself.

I just had a plan; a simple one. Perhaps, that would be the only solution to keep him happy. It would surely land me in trouble but, I love you my bestfriend.