It all started in October. It's been so long, I can't even remember the exact date since it happened... It's been so long, since I became... This. It was the day he left. Who? Names are not important, not now.
Back then, back when I was alive again, is when he started acting odd... Not himself. He was all I needed to live... He was the cure to all my stresses and worries. At least, until he left. It all started with one, simple text."Bye."
Bye? Why bye? So suddenly? I had thought, confused as ever. This is not like him... He would usually start a conversation with "I love you," or "Hello sweetheart!" Yes, we were together, and very much together. Unseperable. The first thing we would each do after school, or even during school when we weren't in the hallway seeing eachother, we would text each other. On some occasions, we would meet up and hang out for hours, enjoying every milisecond of it. That day? Not so much. Not at all. I didn't even see him at school, and that surprised me, because he has never missed a day of school in his life. I was a little worried, but I was sure he was sick for the first time. That is, until later that night.
It was exactly 7:00 PM. when he said that one word. The word that would change everything. I got a text from him, after a long day. Excited, I picked up my phone and made my way to his contact. What did he say? I thought eagerly, hoping he was alright. I expected an "I love you," like usual. When I got to his contact, all he had sent was one simple word."Bye."
Bye? What happened to hello? I sent a question mark, but he didn't reply for another 20 minutes.
Finally, he replied with:
"Friendship is a lie."
This confused me even more.
"What are you talking about?"
It didn't take him long to reply, but what he was saying didn't make sense. It hurt, to read the next few words...
"I want you to stay away from me."
We have always been close... He has always wanted me near him in some way. He has never once said anything like that.
After that, he never texted me back. I was worried as hell... I knew something was wrong with him, but I just didn't know what. Maybe he's just so sick that he's hallucinating or something... I had thought. Boy was I wrong. What I didn't realize (or didn't want to, for that matter), is that he wasn't sick at all. He was perfectly fine. Too perfectly. That was something I didn't want to believe, because if he wasn't sick... Then what was going on with him?
The next day, I saw him at school. Excited, I made my way through the crowd to him, hoping for a chance to talk. I walked next to him and said "Hi love," but he didn't even look at me. It was almost as if I didn't exist. I tried to grab his arm, but he just kept walking. I stopped in the hallway, numbers of people walking around me. What... What's going on?
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Not even now do I know what was wrong with him. I haven't seen him in 4 years.
All I know is what I've become...
And I wish...
I could take it all back.
I hate this monster... This monster inside me.
I can't control it.
I can't control anything.• • •
Every day after that, I would attempt to get his attention.
Every day, I would fail.
Every say was the same, I would try talking to him, I'd say "Hello," or "How are you?" But every day, he'd ignore me. I'd even text him, and he would ignore it.
Until one day, I said:
"Please, don't leave..."
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FORGOTTEN
Short StoryHello, reader. This is the story of how I was forgotten, and betrayed. My name? That's not important. This is my story, of how I became what I am now...