An Unhealthy Love

Nothing but a shoulder to cry on (part 2)

Everything about her was perfect. I loved her more then the sun loved the earth, more then Romeo had loved Juilet, but she would never be mine. She was his, and I knew it. When she smiled, the smile was not for me, when she laughed I knew it was for him, when she cried, I knew it was because she was thinking of him. Never, was any of this for me... after all I was nothing but the loser best friend. Noting more then an open shoulder for her to lean on. Matthew Ryan Shore was my name. I had liked her since grade one but she never noticed, not once, she was always up in love with someone else. Can you imangine the pain? Seeing her be happy with someone else that wasn't me? And when she got hurt, suddnely I mattered again. I didn't like it, oh no, not a bit but I couldn't bring myself to walk away from her. Live without that beauitful smile, without her charming laugh. It was impossible for me, or so I thought.

"Where going to dance right, Victoria? Robin? Matt "

Her voice rang. It was like velvet it me, but she was not speaking to only me. Yes, her other two best friends. I suppose you could say they were mine too, but still. Robin Annie Starr, that was one of the three, I had known her since grade two, Robin and I had grown close over the years and one day it blossomed into love for her, but I loved her best friend so, sadly I rejected Robin. The girl really didn't mind, she smiled at me and asked if we could still be friends. Victoira was another story. Her full name was Victoria Jane Kinkan, she had just moved to our town two years ago counting this year. Still, we had no problem learning about her past, if she told us it over the course of the years, however, she told us it all in one day. but that's what I liked about her, she wasn't scared for people to know about her. Suddenly a voice broke my thoughts,

"I-I don't want to go to the dance," Robin's small voice rang out, as she stared at the table;

"Well, I do!" Victoria said rather bluntly, another thing I liked about her, she wasn't afraid to state her mind.

"Matt, it looks like your the tie breaker." Her sweet, gentle voice rang

"Sound like a good idea to me, I wouldn't mind going," I said softly grinning at her. I noticed that she now high fived Victoria while Robin hung her head. She had been out voted.

Hours went by and the school day had ended, then the girls went to get ready. Now here I was awaiting outside Robin's house tapping my foot.

"Hurry up! We're  gonna be late!" I yelled, watching the girl's run around the house making sure they had everything and they looked okay. I sighed, looking at my father who was in the car. He rolled his eyes, and I turned back to the women who were finishing up. Finally they were ready and got in the car.

"Oh I hope he's there!" She stated, and I frowned,

"I'm so gonna get you to dance with him!" Robin promised, only to make my frown even worse

"You guys are so cute together--" I cut Victoria off, by turning the radio to high, for them to speak.

Soon we reached the Dance and I took a deep breath could I do this ? Could I really see her dance with Him ?

Time flew at thew dance, we were all having fun. The high-school dances were odd, I wasn't use to this. But hey, you gotta try new stuff right? I noticed the a group of girls had joined use with a few boys, behind the girls, the boy's had their arms around the girls waist and allowed the girls to dance on them. I shrugged and noticed a girl in front of me, better live life right? So, I grabbed her waist, and she started to dance with me. It wasn't half bad, but I would rather it would be her. For the first time, I noticed there was a boy behind 'her'. I couldn't get a good look at the face, but I figured it was one of her guy friends. How dare whoever he was! She was mine -- No, she was his but... Shouldn't she dance with him? Then, something else had happened. Victoria was whispering in her ear, and Robin was glaring at someone, I looked and I saw, one of her friends were dancing with her crush. Looking back I saw her run out, and I let go of the girl I was dancing with and went after her.

She went into the girl's washroom, but I didn't care. I opened the door and went in.

"Taylor? Taylor?" I asked repeatly.

"Matt... ?" she asked opening the door to the stall she was in,

"This is the girl's bathroom you shoudn't be--" I cut her off by putting my hand on her mouth.

"I don't care, now are you gonna tell me why your crying?" I asked, removing my hand from her mouth and brushing the tears off Her cheek.

"...She was dancing with him! My friend! She knows I like him!" Taylor blurted out sobbing. I wrapped my arms around Her and allowed her to cry into my t-shirt.

"It's okay, Taylor..." I muttered leaning my head on the top of hers,

"I had to see the girl I like dance with someone else, just be strong and show him that you can be fine without him too." I said softly lifting her head up and pressing my lips to her forehead. Most people would think she would pull away, as if this was the first time I had done this, but it wasn't. I always hugged her, reasured her then I would kiss her forehead. It was just something that I did.

"Thanks Matt." With that we left and once again, I wasn't important anymore sighing and ran my fingers threw my dark hair and went back to dancing. Only now, a song had finished and it was a slow song.

Great.