Another year passed.
He moved in a nearby city so that we can actually hang out frequently.
When we actually got the chance to hang out, I was emotionally devastated that I really needed someone to talk to. He was there to listen all the time. He would try to make the pain temporarily bearable until it's completely gone.
We'd drink, smoke, or just simply stare at the night sky and talk about bullshits in life.
The thing is, I hated myself for being too sensitive. I would easily break down whenever a person would call me something that I don't like because I would overthink on what I did to him/her, when in fact I would just misunderstand him/her because of the situation. But I don't actually regret being the bitch that you know in your classroom that can roast a fucking teacher just 'cause he/she did something that I don't deserve to experience. But at the end of the day, I would just overthink and would cry about it.
We would continue to play every weekends and hang out during weekdays. Months passed, we met new friends that we actually talked to everyday as well.
I never told anyone who I am close in real life that I've befriended someone who valued life more than material things.
We've made a group of friends, Kaiden introduced me to his cousin, Kevin, and surprisingly, Kaiden and I decided to meet them as well. I warned myself to stop doing these kinds of stuff because I felt like I could be in danger any time. But they were okay, and actually got closer.
We would do video calls and would grab instruments to sing together, or would even compose a song.
I thought to myself that these bonding moments with each other would never end, but I still cherished it second by second.
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Unwanted Heartbeats
Short Story"Hey? Have you heard?" I thought they were joking. "You better come to the hospital right now!" I thought it was an awful prank. "Please! Just go-" I ended the call. I ended the call and thought it was all a lie. I ended the call and thought that it...
