(Mark's pov, 8 years ago)
"Chani I'm really nervous about tomorrow I don't know what to do..I don't know anyone there and I dont know how to talk to others."
"Ya! Relax it's just a new school, I'm sure you'll be fine."
"How would you know? You've never been to a school!"
Chan sighs "well that's true but I do know you, and I know that people will love you, trust me"
I took my phone out of my pocket and started to record our conversations.
I always want to talk to chanie when I'm at home or at school but I get to see him a couple of times a week for maybe 2 hours.
"Hey chan...what would you do if you could see me?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I mean..if I was standing right infront of you right now and you could see me..how would you react?"
I guess chanie took a moment to think, since there was a few moments of silence.
Until he finally answerd.
"I would smile..and I would hug you...and..I would just be happy."
That made me smile but also made me feel dissapointed.
"Will you please remind me why you can't leave the room?"
"I told you...I can't leave until my dad says I'm done working"
"Well then what's the job? And why does a kid you'r age work anyways?"
I've already asked these questions more times then I can count on my two hands..but the answer is always diffrante but has the same point.
He just can't say it.
"It's to help my dad...it's complicated okay? I've already told you this."
"Im sorry.."
Everytime this subject comes up he get's either emotional or mad.So I rather stop here.
"Anyways, uhh..I gotta go, the sun is setting and that means I've got to go to prepare for tomorrow, and you've got work"
"Yeah..."
I stood up, ready to stop the recording and leave but the I felt this need to say..
"I love you"
The only sound I could hear for a minute was the wind blowing.
"You...you what?"
"I mean...you're my best friend.
I love you for that.""Ohh."
He then giggles.
"I love you too"__________________________________________
I thought getting home and taking a long warm shower would ease my mind and make the thoughts and feelings vanish.
That's what I thought.
But it didn't, it only got worse.
I layed on my bed and looked up at my ceiling and the thoughts and feelings became a salad inside of my head.
I don't exactly know why I felt the need to say I loved chan.
I know I said that it was only as a best friend, but I said it so that chan would have a reason he could understand.
But it wasn't the reason...the real reason was unknown to me.
So I couldnt possibly say 'hey I don't know why I just said that but uhh....take as you want'
YOU ARE READING
my maid {Markhyuck}
General FictionThe story of two friends who have never seen each other....or have they?