My One Shots

He Was Right

I didn’t even try to hide the tears as Nathan walked up. He approached with innocence, completely unaware of the wreak I was much less that he was the reason why.

“Tyler was talking aggressively passive at practice today, if that’s even possible. Are you two okay?” He asked as I continued to stare at the field in front of me.

Truth was I was far from ‘okay’. Tyler and I are far still from okay. That day makes me feel so bipolar. I woke up manic with Tyler’s love and joy. By that evening I was crying and wanting to sink in a hole.

Nathan sighed, slightly breaking me out of my trance but I still avoided eye contact as he slide down beside me. He placed his arm around me pulling me in for a hug. “You two broke up didn’t you?” he whispered even though he knew the answer already.

“That’s not why I am crying. I mean I will miss him but we will be friends again once he gets over me and moves on. That’s all he ever really was to me, a friend.”

“Then what’s wrong?” He nudged.

“He was right.”

“What is so wrong ‘bout that?”

“I don’t want something I can’t have. It’s so much worse than that. I love someone I can’t have.” I knew I was being vague, and it would only lead to mean questions from Nathan. However, instead Nathan began trashing Tyler for making me feel this way. Typical best friend thing to do, the only thing that stood out from what he was saying was the person I love who I can’t have is obviously not worth it.

I pushed his arm off from around me lightly, so I could stand. I brushed myself off and began to walk away earning a very confused look from him.

“The boy is you.” I said faintly and walked off before he could reply.