This story is written by an amateur.
It is inspired from a True Story yet the names, date and place is changed.
Again, this is written by an amateur. Please excuse the foul words, typographical and grammatical errors.
Please enjoy!
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"You commin' tonight?" Jace ask me through phone call.
I am currently cleaning my pad. I've been very busy dealing with my patients who have mental problems. Yes, you're right. I am a psychologist who helps people with their personal problems in life, lovelife, family relationship and etc.
"Yeah." I replied.
"Drax Joaquin will be there."
"Of course he'll be there. He's still a member of our frat." I half-laugh about him being concerned about his presence that he thinks may affect me.
"I just want you to know. In case you forgot." Shyness was evident in his tone.
I laugh to shrug off the awkward feeling 'bout the topic.
"Don't worry, y'all be there to comfort me." I assured him before ending the call.
I let out a deep sigh before continuing what I am doing. I did all the dishes and dry them before putting it back to the plate rail. When I'm done with the kitchen, I immediately made my way to my room and rearranged all my clothes in my dressing room as well as the sandals and shoes.
I picked all those used clothes that were scattered and placed it in hamper near the bathroom.
When I'm totally done, I laid on my bed and closed my eyes.
"Was all of that true?" I asked him fighting the tears that were about to escape my eyes.
He kept his head low.
"Are you having an affair with my bestfriend?!" I asked again.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
I was taken back by his answer. I burst into tears watching him, still shock with what he said. I knew already that they were close. I didn't mind how open they are with each other to the point that they exchanged facebook accounts. I never demanded for Drax Joaquin's account for I respected his own privacy. I didn't mind how often their conversation every night than mine, It is just that I trusted both of them. I gave every bit of trust I have on my body but I guess that was the baddest decision I made.
"Im sorry." I struggled upon saying those words.
He looked at me with confused eyes. He's maybe wondering why did I said those words.
"Uhm, I-I don't have the r-right to be m-mad but you know I love you and I thought you feel the same but turns out I'm w-wrong. Why didn't you tell me?" I broke into sobs.
"I ... I can't hurt you." He mutters.
"You did. Of all people why does it have to be her? She's my bestfriend. Oppa why?" I can't help but cry. It's the only thing that I can do right now.
(Note: Oppa is an endearment / older brother in korea.)
"I don't know. I love you, we both know that but ... it's different when it comes to Kiarra."
"Please. Stay away from her. Please do it for me." I pleaded.
He looked at me intently and I saw how his tears escaped from his eyes. The pain that I felt is nothing compared to how I feel right now watching him cry. I have never seen him cry over a girl before. Her mum is an exception, of course.
