Watching You Two From The Closet

Mixed Feelings

I hugged him. I didnt know what else to do. The tears refused to cease from his eyes and i couldnt just sit and watch. I wanted to hold him until he stopped crying, though it felt like an enternity.

"I feel really guilty about it, like i know its stupid but-" he breathed out through unsteady sobs, "sometimes i just hate him so much but i dont want to break up with him-"

"Why not?"

"I... I dont know how he'd react."

"I thought you guys were happy. You seem to really enjoy-"

He glared at me. "Its called im fucking acting, Pete. Im acting like im happy because i dont want him to be mad. I dont want to lose my friends. But i dont love him like i used to and i feel so bad-"

"Then get out of the relationship. Hes an ass. He doesnt deserve you."

"I dont know how, okay? I dont know how to say no. I dont know how to tell him i want to break up. I dont know how to approach this situation in any way and i need your help."

He looked me dead in the eyes, the tears drying but still seeming to leave stains on his face. His lip quivered, and i thought he was going to cry again. But this time when he leaned toward me it wasnt for a hug.

He kissed me.

My mind immediately went to mixed feelings.

Here i was, sitting on my bed with my best friend's boyfriend kissing me. Something i had been wanting for years was happening, right here, but i felt wrong. He was still technically dating Bo. But he didnt want to.

I had to do something.

I should have done something.

But i just let him keep kissing me before bringing it up.

When he let go of me and sat back, there was a few moments of silence.

"What do you need me to do?"

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We both decided it was best not to tell Bo about us, but since Patrick didnt have enough confidence to confront him himself, he asked me to text Bo from his phone.

Patrick:
Hey

Bo:
Hey

Patrick:
We need to talk about something

Bo:
?

Patrick:
We arent working out

Bo:
What the fuck are you saying

Bo:
Are you fucking trying to break up with me?

Patrick:
Yes

Bo:
No

Patrick:
What do you mean no

Bo:
Youre not going to break up with me

Patrick:
Reverse psychology isnt going to work. We're over. Done. We're not dating anymore. Im done with your bullshit.

Bo:
Bullshit

Bo:
Im not letting this happen

Patrick:
Well it is and you better get over it

Bo:
You fucking bitch

Bo:
Did Pete put you up to this?

Bo:
I swear to fucking god if Pete has something to do this

Patrick:
This is my own decision. Youre an ass. Youre rude. I dont want to have to deal with you anymore.

Bo:
Im going to find both of you at school tomorrow

Bo:
Pete has to have something to do with this and im going to beat the fucking shit out of him