As days passed by, I started to feel some sense of guilty of treating him that way. I could have just said to him that I didn't want to be in a relationship more than a friend. I could have done it the better way. I should be more rational in handling situations and talked about it out with him rather than making guesses that might be wrong. He never approached me that one day, when I had started to plan to try treating him better. I was flustered when he never came to me anymore and my feelings had gotten worse when he didn't show up for weeks. I kept blaming myself and thinking that I was wrong for the things that I have done to him. Nevertheless, the bad part of my heart did say that he deserves to be treated like that. I felt uneasy about the whole thing. I started to lost focus in my studies as I waited for his presence so I would be able to apologise.
I was nearly out of control when my friend tried her best to bring my soul back to life. She did everything she could to help me handle my depression. Slowly, I regained back my composure and started to accept everything, and also extracting the lessons that I can get out of all the things that had happened. I was back to normal and started to ace back in my studies. I was happy that he was out of sight and there would be nothing bothering my way. Only then I'd be able to have a happy life and started to forget about him. I was free to go anywhere I liked without feeling disturbed by him. I did think that he totally disappeared out of my life from that day onwards. But sometimes, whenever I walked alone, I didn't know whether it was just one of my stupid instincts, I did sense someone following me from behind and prying. But yeah, I never saw any signs of a person or anything strange and peculiar whenever I turned my back to confirm my suspicions. Maybe I was hallucinating and was affected by the fact that I owed him an apology for things that I had done.
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Forever Haunted
Misterio / SuspensoCan a mere crush turns out to be an obsession? You never know.