Random Short Stories

Broken friendship

"I'm tired of this. I'm not going to talk to you anymore."

I was speechless when I first read that. Frozen stiff. Mind blank.

As my mind slowly started to process the words, an acute fear gripped my heart, twisting it tight. I swore my stomach felt queasy too.

I wondered what I had done wrong. All I did was ask him a stupid question as usual. This was not even the dumbest question I had ever asked him, so why?

I started going through the times we had enjoyed together, troubling over what might have led him to say what he said. He seemed just fine the previous day, on his birthday last Monday too, even though I didn't get him a present... Was he mad at me for that?

Some time passed and I gradually accepted the fact that my friendship could possibly have died. With that, I started to tell myself that I didn't need him as a friend. That all I was to him was a toy to trample on to boost his ego. That all he was to me was homework help...

It took me a while to reach a stage where my head and stomach weren't such a mess.

Finally thinking logically, I typed a reply to him, "Are you being serious about this?"

The light-hearted answer that came afterwards washed me with relief. It had been terrifying watching my newly built friendship be on the brink of shattering.

At the same time however, I decided that I wouldn't put too much faith in that friendship anymore. Because even though light, that reply was not certain. It didn't confirm anything. It just left me hanging on the thread with hope. For the time being, I was no where near to deciphering this guy's intentions and I was afraid that continuing to invest emotions was only going to make the next drop hurt worse.