Can I have a moment alone, A?
But P, we are running short of time.
Just a couple of minutes A, I promise!
Okay. I'll be there over there. Call me when you feel better.
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P's POV
"Okay. I'll be over there. Call me when you feel better." said A and she walked away towards the other end of terrace.
I am not surprised that A's mother became friends with my mother for money. It wasn't the first time something like this had happened. But this time, I had sincerely hoped it would not be case. However if what A has said is true, I feel a little heart broken.
I had always been a shy kid so when i joined school I was the "weird" kid of the class with no friends. Then one day, a few kids of my class came to me and said that they would like to be friends with me. I was so happy. I told myself that i would do everything to preserve this friendship. I took them to parks, movies, brought them home to play video games, ordered food for them and lots more. Then one day, we got into a fight. We had had some disagreement that i don't remember but what they said after it scarred me for life.
While i was begging them to forgive me, they said, "Get away you freak. We never liked you. The only reason we became friends with you was because your dad is rich. Don't ever talk to us again." I could feel my world breaking into million pieces. My whole body was in shock. My friends had been my friends only for their selfish pleasures and not because they thought of me as a friend. The reality was right in front of me but i was craving for lies.
Naturally with time i moved on, but my past, it stayed with me the entire journey. Even now, nothing has changed. Parks and movies have become clubs and pubs, food and cold drinks have become alcoholic beverages and drugs and video games have become one night stands. My friends are still my friends because my dad is rich.
But it's different with A. I met her in the first year of college. Whenever i think about how we first met I can't help but smile. We used to fight all the time. I never really understood why she used to hate me but i never bothered because for me she was nothing more than just another classmate. She was the serious type and i was the complete opposite. But life unfolds in mysterious ways. Little did we both know that we would become best friends that we are today. I would give my life for her and i know she would do the same for me.
I guess it was because of A that i let my guard down with auntie and now i am paying the price. No matter how much i try to be optimistic, the world will find some way to screw it up for me.
I tuned around to face A. I could see her back. She was leaning against the terrace. 'She is the only blessing of my life', I thought to myself. I had once read on the internet that people who die together meet again in their next life. So if tonight I die together with A, will I get to meet her in the next life?
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Breathe in the Unsaid
Short Story||Highest Rank - #44|| Some words don't need to be said while some words are better left unsaid.