I Thought WrongA Story by NitaFor me, it wasn't easy, telling you...especially when you were the same as me, and my best friend. I thought you'd understand, I really did. After all, I thought you liked me. I thought wrong.I liked you. If I care to admit it, I still do. But, I'm not going to admit it. I'm not that clingy. God...I was wondering when you'd catch on. You never did, and it took all of my willpower to finally admit it to you. I kept giving you hints, didn't I? That day we just walked around together, talking about things...you held my hand. Most people wouldn't, but you did. I thought you liked me then. I thought wrong. It took everything in me to tell you how I felt. For me, it wasn't easy, telling you...especially when you were the same as me, and my best friend. I thought you'd understand, I really did. After all, I thought you liked me. I thought wrong. You didn't pull away when I touched you, unlike so many others. So, stupid me, I thought you liked it. God, why did my stupid emotions have to betray me? Why did I have to tell you when I did? God...am I being punished? Some logical part of me told me to sit and wait it out, just wait to see if you liked me too. You acted like you did, so it isn't all my fault, is it? I'm not quick to place blame, but it isn't all my fault. At least, I keep telling myself that. You scared me when we talked on the phone...after. Just, all quiet. That's the quietest you've ever been. You know the last thing I want to do is upset you, but it seems I've run off and done just that. Some part of me keeps hanging onto a shred of hope that you could still like me, too. I mean, the way you acted around me...that's not how two people who are "just friends" act. And I wanted - want - so much more than "just friends." I thought you wanted that, too. I thought wrong. I wish I hadn't told you, looking back on it now. You said you're glad I did, but I'm not. Wouldn't it be easier if you didn't know and we could just keep on pretending? Someday, I hope we can go back to the way things used to be, just two best friends hanging out together. One of us hiding under the false pretenses of heterosexuality, the other simply...hiding. Because that's what we do best. We hide. I thought that maybe I should just forget you altogether, because wouldn't that be so much easier? I thought it would. I thought wrong. © 2008 NitaAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on July 17, 2008 Last Updated on July 17, 2008 AuthorNitaRaleigh, NCAboutslow down, you crazy child. you're so ambitous for a juvenile. but if you're so smart, tell me--why are you still so afraid? billy joel--"vienna" the name: nita the age: 15 the grade: sophomore... more..Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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