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I am... different.
He's cheerful, friendly, and he's really fun to be with.
I'm the opposite.
I'm quiet, a loner, and you'll get bored spending time with me. They'll say they wasted their time.But the thing is, I really don't get it why we're friends. All I know is we met while I'm reading a book. He started talking to me asking what book am I reading. He then told me he doesn't read books and then so on. He was telling stories about himself and I just listen. I didn't even speak. Maybe I just spoke 2 or 3 sentences. And that's when it all started.
It's been only 9 months.
I always ask him why did we became friends. He says the same thing every time I ask that."I don't know. Maybe we're destined to be?"
I just don't get it. I wanna know the real answer.
"Ryan?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you so close to me?"
"I don't know. Why do you keep asking?"
"I just want an answer."
"I am answering!"
"A real answer!" I shouted.
"I just can't understand. Why?" I calmed down.
"You wanna know the answer?! It was just a bet! I was forced to befriend you until the end of the year! After that, I'll win the bet! So don't feel I'm a good friend cuz' I'm not."
He then stormed out of my room.
I was played. I feel like a fool. Of course, no one will be my real friend. I just sat here, crying. Even though he has a girlfriend, I thought we had a connection. But we don't. It was just a fucking dumb bet.
After all the advices, hugs, comforts, it was all for nothing. I feel useless again. I'm betrayed. So this is what it feels like. I promise myself to never have someone. I'm gonna be my old self again. The dark me.
After the incident, I'm beginning to feel alone again. I'll do anything to hurt myself but somehow, it felt right. I'm not really important in this world. I'm abused, bullied, betrayed and alone.
I didn't eat. I didn't speak. I didn't go outside. I didn't sleep. I just cry. Cry about how my life fucking sucks. Cry about Ryan how selfish he is.
I wish he didn't mean all those things. I wish would pop out saying 'It was just a joke!' But it wasn't.
Screw this. I'm tired. I want to rest...
And I'm bringing him also.
Ryan's POV
After the incident, I noticed I was a dick. I look like a fool. Karma instantly hit me. I was cheated by my girlfriend. I feel betrayed because it was all planned. To get money from me. To get fame. So this is what Ash felt. It hurts like a sword hit on my face.
It's been a month. I wonder how Ash is doing. I feel sorry for her. I didn't cry, I just think about all the mistake I've done. Accepting the Bet, betraying Ash, having a girlfriend.
Ash is different. The opposite of me. But somehow, when I got to know her, she gave me oa really good advice that to this day, it's still stuck in my head. She taught me how to handle situations like these. This is why I didn't cry. I need her. I'll tell her I'm sorry. That I am unforgivable.
After two days,
"News: Here at this building a woman named Ashley Kent committed suicide 2 days ago before her body was found. The residents of this building has smelled a foul odor inside the room so they checked inside to see a horrifying image. She left a suicide message to someone named Ryan. The cause of this was betrayal..."
THE END...
"Breaking news: this is a murder suicide. A body was also found in a house near the building. As you can see, the suspect killed the man who is presumably named Ryan and killed herself at her apartment.."
(A/N): Lol. I love the name Ashley tho. This is a little too dark)
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What's a happy ending? (Ryan Higa Imagines)
FanfictionHappy endings don't exist on fairy tales and on real life. Sad fact, we all die. My definition of this "ending" is that it's just an illusion. I applied this in my book or whatever you wanna call it.