Played By Strings Of Fate

8th String - It's Hard Being In Love With Your Best Friend

My brained started buffering, it being slow when I needed it the most, and I suddenly realised something, "You pretended to be gay."

He smiled; "Jade, it's hard being in love with a person who knows you inside and out." he started, looking at me straight in the eyes. His were brown, "It’s hard when you’re in love with your best friend."

I looked down, "I'm not in love with him anymore..." I whispered.

"Keep telling yourself that." he lifted my head back up, "Come on, man up." he joked, elbowing me playfully.

I rubbed my arm and avoided Kiel's gaze. It still amases me how open we could be with one another so fast. It’s just really easy to confide in him. I know it’s not only because we’re both in love with our best friend, but also because we both know what it's like to fake a smile and have everyone not notice how bad your situation is.

That's what I hate about being a pro in faking smiles. People always think you’re okay so they don't ask.

I know because it's what I did after Clark stopped being my friend.

"Did you ever tell her that you love her?" I asked awkwardly, wanting to know and at the same time, I didn't. I think that somehow, it might affect the way I feel about Clark. Not in a bad way, but in a scary way.

I hate feeling like this. I hate feeling vulnerable when it came to Clark. I'm stronger than most people physically but not emotionally. People have a tendency to leave so it’s hard for me to make friends. I've mentioned that before and I know I'm just trying to find an excuse so I don't have to go through the trouble of making friends but I didn't care.

No one knows what I've been through so they can't judge me. Besides, even if they did, the hell to them. I wouldn't care.

"Sadly, no." Kiel answered.

I looked at him and saw in him what I saw in myself two years again when Clark left without a word, "Nothing happened?"

He shook his head, "After I found out that Jesse likes her, I came out of the closet. If you get what I'm saying."

"I get it." I nudged his arm and frowned, "However, you still look nothing like Jesse." I couldn't help but point out.

"We're half brothers." he explained briefly how Jesse's mother died shortly after he was born. Which would explain the three-year age difference between them.

Kiel was 21 years old and Jesse was 24. I couldn't even digest how he could be so immature! And what part of him screams celebrity? I don’t even want to know. He could be a porn star for all I care.

I shuddered at the thought.

A bell jingling that indicated someone's presence interrupted the bad things I was thinking about Jesse. That idiot.

"That must be prince charming." he gave me a smirk. The sly bastard.

I snorted, "Yours or mine?"

His smirk was wiped away from his face and he grimaced, "Seriously. Even if I really was gay, I wouldn't be interested in my own client. Let alone a teenager."

I laughed, "You look more like a guy when you’re pissed off."

He waved me off and offered his hand, "Let’s go Beauty Queen."

I wrinkled my nose at the title before taking his hand. I balanced myself. I almost forgot I was wearing heels.

"Don't call me that, Michael Jackson." I glared at him.

"Michael Jackson is not gay." he defended, giving me a hard look.

I shrugged, "Meh. Flashy clothing and a soft voice? Same thing."