Dear Tyler,

"Do you still love him?" Jeremy asked me this first thing today in homeroom.

I stopped dead in my tracks . It wasn't that I couldn't face him. What I couldn't face was the question.

"Jenny." He said a little sternly, causing me to face him.

I look at him with an emotionless face, successfully hiding the jolt my heart faced at this mere question.

I ignore the zoo (Its not just butterflies, its a whole damn zoo) in my stomach.

Shoot those heartbeats that quicken up just by your name.

Bury those eye contacts that poured out my every feeling for you.

"No." I whisper the lie, holding back the tears.

"Good for you." He says while giving me a side hug.

"Hmm." I sigh.

"Is everything okay?" He asks me, searching my face for any hint of sadness.

"Yeah." I whisper again.

"I haven't seen the two of you hang out lately. You and Tyler are best friends!" Jeremy exclaims.

"We have." I say, curtly while hoping it was the truth.

What are we, Ty ? Best friends? I don't think so.

But I don't blame you. Time changes, priorities change.

The only thing I am sorry about is my time did not change. You are still the number one on my list. You are still the person I value more than anybody and everybody.

You changed, I did not .

You replaced me, I did not.

You broke my heart, I did not.

The only thing I did and you did not is -

I fell for you, you did not .

Guess, not all best friends end up falling in love!

Yours,

Jennifer.


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