MY STALKER BEST FRIEND

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CHAPTER ONE:

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It started off a small crush which soon developed into a huge crush to the point where I couldn't get him off my mind.

He soon invaded all of my thoughts, dreams and soon afterwards he became my obsession.

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Being in love with your best friend is the WORST feeling in the whole world.

Seeing your best friend kiss other girls in front of you ACHES.

Knowing that your best friend will ever only see you as a friend slowly KILLS you.

But I will not stop at anything until he's MINE.

And this is the story on how I became my best friend's STALKER.

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Music has always been my escape whenever I felt annoyed, frustrated, anger and most of all, it would always calm my nerves from trying to kill a slut who's currently sucking my lover's coc-

My thoughts were abruptly cut as I saw Melissa enter in and plopped herself on one side of my bed. I sighed pausing the music which was currently playing, taking off my headsets and hugged her from behind calming her down in the process. Her sobs filled my room as I consoled her.

"I-I c-can't believe him Alex! H-How c-could he possibly do... do that to me!? And... and t-that wasn't the f-first time I-I caught him cheating... cheating on me. Not to mention the fact that he dumped me, cause he... he said that... I-I was too annoying, clingly and bitchy!" Melissa explained as she clung onto me drenching my shirt with her salty tears.

" Well your boy is right, I mean you are a bit bitchy some of the times but I told you to dump him the first chance you got, you really should've taken my advice Mel," I told her bluntly which only increased her crying and further drenching my shirt with her salty tears.

I wasn't always good with consoling with my friends whenever they got dumped or had personally issues since it was always Courtney who would always be there for them. But ever since Courtney moved to an all girl's boarding school, they came to me seeking for guidance and comfort. They knew that I was really bad at consoling them, but I guess they preferred someone who didn't give them sympathy or pity. I guessed they preferred someone who's blunt and doesn't give a shit about their feelings and make them face the harsh truth.

That or I am the only one who secretly has the only connection with Courtney who could give us all the answer to our what she would quote: 'pathetic problems', including mine and I would use her advice as mine. Yeah, I am that bad in when it comes to heartbreaks and all.

We stayed in that awkward position for awhile, her sobs slowly decreasing and soon disappeared into harsh breathing. I gave her a bottle of cold water from my mini refrigerator to which she gladly took and greedily finished it all.

I ordered at least 50 boxes of pizza from Dominos- do not judge me-, got 3 tubes of ice cream; vanilla, strawberry, chocolate from my mini fridge and adding a few couple snacks, drinks, whipped cream, candies, chocolates, cupcakes, brownies, cookies, vodka, whiskey, ram and many other alcoholic beverage to our little girls night out after calling the rest of the squad. I wouldn't also forget our lovely tissue as we were about to watch the best romance movies ever.