Past

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Melissa
I was lost in my memories again. Sighting from a distance, I saw the mesmerizing alcohol, my roommate brought. I mixed the gingerale and burgundy. I chuckle at the choices of wine she brought, "she surely knows what's good. "

I notice the moon's already reflecting beautifully and the stars positioned around it, perfecting its glow.

As I stepped out to enjoy the full view, my eyes met my roommate, I guess also enjoying the sight.

"Beautiful night it is " I said as I approached her with my wine in my hand.

"Ay tis' you"she replied a little startled by my sudden appearance. "Yeah especially the unique alignment of the stars. Something good is about to happen." She continued with her weird diction.
I smile at her and there was this long pause. The silence was getting awkward as we just met.

"I'm Melissa by the way", then she gave me a friendly smile.

"You can only understand a situation when you're in it", she blurted out. I was taken aback by her statement. It came out of the blue but I decided to flow with it, to continue the conversation.

"Yh, like you can only feel the hurt of a shoe only when you're wearing it"

"Yh"

"You can only understand Camila Cabello's consequences after you've got heartbroken.

"That's why you revered the song"she asked. "You've also felt heartbroken before ". I lowered my head so she wouldn't see the forming tears of pain at the corner of my eyes.

"I understand how you feel. "
I immediately felt rage build up inside me. I pressed the glass hard on the banister and it cracked and broke.

She continued ignoring my aggression. "You know some years back,at this same time,i was going to be the queen of his heart .I was once a pretty lady you know", she giggled. I relaxed to fully understand where she was heading. "I was surrounded by people who I dearly love. My best friend, Isabella and my hearthrob, Inigo we're the best things that happened to me which caused my inner destruction". She said and stared into the air as if she was narrating history.

"I loved Inigo with all that I had as well as Isabella. Inigo always showed genuine fondness to me but he was never outspoken about it. I kept waiting hoping that one day he would confess his love for me and Isabella supported and encouraged me all the way". She paused and took a breath. I hung on knowing he'll confess it that night.

"My childhood love took Isabella and I to one of our neighborhood's greatest events. It takes place once a year. Its called The Nuptial night ... As we walked through the colorful carnival,eyes were fixed on us waiting patiently for Inigo to make the move as the normal custom. Everyone in the neighborhood knew how close I was to Inigo. At the middle of the parade, Inigo knelt and expressed his heartfelt emotions to Isabella who in turns fell into his arms and kissed him.
I was torn to pieces. My life felt shattered as I watched them kiss passionately. This was the friend encouraging me for so many years to keep my love for Inigo alive but she didn't waste a second to fall into his arms. She never hinted interest all this while we were friends, I would have died down all those feelings. These were my two friends I grew up knowing all my life

My parents had already warned of keeping low class friends. They're were not up to my standard but I felt more comfortable and secure with them. They were real people, at least I thought.
That's all in the past. After that shame and embarrassment, I told my parents I can't continue studying there. They allowed me pick the school of my choice as they're always on business trips together. I always dreamt of being a fashion designer so I chose FIDM, California away from England."

"I'm sorry" that was all I was able to spit out after hearing her humiliating story.

"No need. That has taught me much more" she smiled and looked at me.

"I guess we've both gone through trying emotional times...... I was also loved, oblivious to the fact that I was a bait to wealth. My father and fiance conspired....."

" Heyyyy I'm baaack"
Someone's voice interrupted the conversation and she walked into the balcony. She just saved me from danger. I was about to spill the beans.

"C'mon another weirdo" she said and slapped her head.

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