tragical romance | bryles ♡

chapter thirteen - "we will never be friends."

as briar sat down, i placed the roses beside me on her bed. she was obviously unsure of the situation but i wanted to just make it clear that i was sorry about the lies that james had come up with.

"i never said.. any of those things that you were told," i looked at her while she crossed her arms, "i would never ever say anything like that about anyone i care about. not you, not anyone. you mean too much to me to ruin your reputation like that. you should know that i'm not that type of person."

"and how should i know that exactly?" she got up, "i've known you for what a few weeks or months in total? how am i supposed to know that apparently you're a 'good guy' and you would never hurt a fly? for all i know you could be a fucking murder hiding a knife in those flowers waiting for the right time to stab me just like you already stabbed me in the back."

i sighed, woah, i thought to myself. i got up and moved closer to her, "i would never hurt you briar. if you didn't notice.. i liked you. i thought you were beautiful, kind, intelligent.. you were perfect. i would never want to hurt you even in the slightest bit. please just trust me, you know james he's unreliable and he would do anything to hurt anyone."

she looked at me, clearly unsure of what to say. we stood there in silence for a few minutes then she wiped her eyes and looked into mine, "i appreciate that you've come to apologize and clear your name. maybe someday i'll accept your apology."

"thank you?" i looked back, making eye contact with her.

"but for now we can't, and never will be friends. maybe you're a good person but i went through hell and i don't want to risk that happening again," she went over and opened the door, "now please leave and take your roses with you."

i sighed, grabbing the roses then made my way out. it hurts knowing the person you care about most hates you.. but perhaps it's for the best. she's such an amazing girl but i do kind of think she's being unreasonable. maybe she would be better off with someone else.. it makes more sense. for now i'm just going to work on moving on.

because she clearly has.