Beyond Horizons

Z gets to know A

Arya stood in front of the class shaking but her voice was firm. She talked about her past relationship. I could see the pain in her eyes. She must have been very heart broken from that.

All I could do was inwardly sigh. I haven't even talked to her yet. It is not that I don't have the courage to do so but I was too egoistic to admit that she got my attention. Also, I did have a girlfriend.

After the class has ended most of the people went out immediately. A few of us stayed behind. Arya left her phone and some of her friends decided that it was fun to prank her. I was the witness of their sillyness.

As expected she asked around if someone saw her phone. She was already frustrated and cried. I felt a pang of guilt knowing that I was there when her friends were hiding her phone. They eventually gave it to her. She was pissed so she went to the library to finish some requirements.

I badly wanted to ask her if she was fine. I shrugged it off. A friend of hers approached me and told me how upset Arya was. I got a little concerned.

I tried to talk to her. But it was a little futile since a glass wall was blocking us. When she went out, I finally gathered enough courage to ask.

"Hey. Are you okay? I heard about what happened", I asked trying to be a good friend.

She was puzzled and I could clearly see her facial reaction.

"Fine", almost said annoyingly to my face.

"How dare she do that to me? Hmp! I don't care about you from now on". I was insulted by how snobbish she treated me. I did not like it one bit. I swore to myself that will ignore the girl.

Weeks passed like a shifting shadow. I was drifting off like a log afloat a river, going with the flow of life almost without caring about anything else.

I hated the fact that I can't break up with my little girlfriend who was still in Junior Highschool. I pity her somehow. I was her first in everything. That doubled the overwhelming feeling of not wanting to hurt her.

It sucks! I wanted out of it for so long. I just can't tell her that I don't feel the same way. I am torturing myself. I wish I can reciprocate the feelings, the gods know I tried.

Then, there is Arya again. I wish she was truly an eye sore. But she wasn't, she wore designer clothes that fit her perfectly. She is an epitome of a confident woman ready to take on what the world throws at her. Ugh! I wish I can forget that I am crushing over a girl who was totally out of my league. I felt silly for liking her. I should stop it.

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It was our communications class again. I were tasked to tell a story in class for 5 minutes. I was a timed individual presentation. I was again one of the first ones to present.

Then, Arya came in front. She started talking about her relationship. Her face contorted when she expressed into words the pain she has felt in the past.

Her story gripped my heart and it ached for her. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to comfort her.

My heart felt the heaviness of being heartbroken as if it was my own story. I felt bad that I could not come near this beauty.

If fate will give me some sort of chance, I will make it my mission to make this girl happy again.