We spend the rest of the afternoon talking about random stuff but knowing us, we mostly talk about sex and relationships. That's when I know Cassie is actually uncomfortable with how close he is with me. No, let me rephrase that. Cassie doesn't get why he is so close with me as if there isn't enough men in this world to be his best friend that he has to have me, a woman, in his life so yeah, Cassie is ‘very’ uncomfortable with how close he is with me. That's why for the past three, okay almost-four months, Toffer always go out on a date with her five to six days a week, and would send her home every morning instead of going to work with me as we always have. In short, she doesn't want Toffer to spend time with me anymore. Though he has not failed to show up to our weekly Saturday dinner at Mom's, which he will later disappear right after sending me home and will only come back with dearest Cassie for their passionate love making -insert gag face here-. I seriously didn't know that
When I wake up the next day, his side is already empty so I immediately go out to check if he's preparing his infamous Big Breakfast Sunday. But the kitchen looks empty, so I check my room to find snoring May is still on my bed. I quickly grab my phone on the nightstand to call him but it goes straight to his voicemail. I shoot a text asking of his whereabout, if he's okay.Once Princess May is awake, both of us have a brunch near her place then I spend the rest of the day with my god-daughter and god-sons. Countless texts and calls remain unanswered, I am seriously worried by the time I reach home that night. The house is empty, and his room looks exactly the same as I left it this morning. Throughout our friendship, he only went missing once, when he broke up with Lauren for the third time. He was in a mess, and they broke up for the longest time ever. He was beyond sad to find out Lauren cheated on him with her childhood friend but they somehow got over it; exhibit 1: birth of Ka
I'm so relieved realising the next day is his turn to have Kai because that little guy really takes up all his time; he needs all the distraction to keep him busy while Cassie figures out their relationship, even if it's only for one week since Kai lives with each parent alternately. Every morning he would wake up, get Kai ready, get him ready, then the three of us are off to school/office. Come evening, he'd pick me up before we go to the little boy's playschool to get him. We'd cook dinner, sit and dine together, then start our bedtime routine; bath, storybook, bed. In that order. He'd doze off as early as 8pm with Kai, only to wake up early in the morning to work his ass off in the gym downstairs. The cycle repeats, until the following Monday when Kai returns to Lauren's.I dread thinking I'll be alone with him again next week. Guess we'll have to deal with it one way or the other; the heartbreak. *** Kai return
"She's not the only one who gets to choose, Toff." He finally lets me go, but both of his hands are now holding the side of my arms, eyes boring into mine, "You're going to leave me too, Nina?" When I was with Christian, I was always the first option despite the possibility of our relationship being just a bet. He was a gentleman, he always prioritised me above his friends or anything else that he could control. He made me feel important. He made me feel I’m wanted despite my struggle with body image; I was overweight in middle school until I finished my bachelor degree. Those are probably the wrong reasons to be with someone but I’ve gotta admit, those qualities made me fell head over heels for him. With Toffer, I'm always the last option. If he's seeing someone, I would always be pushed to the end of the list. But I don't really mind, considering I understand that he needs to put his girlfriend above me, just like Christi
I don't even know if he's coming today. But that doesn't stop me from being anxious since last night. I've been ignoring his texts and calls since I left Monday evening. Perhaps he's not coming following his last text two days ago? [Alright, I'll leave you alone. Not because I stop fighting for our friendship, but because I'm giving you time to miss me 😌]He sure got me smiling with that. But not enough for me to pick up the phone and call him or even text him. No, I still need time to think about us. If I should move out and learn to live on my own. Maybe Cassie's right. Maybe we're too close. Perhaps a little distance is good for our friendship and his relationship in the future.Or stay and move on with our life as usual? I mean, May's right. You’ve gotta have trust in your relationship for it to work. Maybe he’ll find someone like Lauren who accepted me just fine. Or better, someone like me who instead of seeing the best friend as
I've never been this nervous my entire life. Okay that's a lie. This is actually comparable to the day I asked Jason for a break up after two years engagement. Also comparable to those moments when I step into the exam hall during my four years degree. Also, uhh, this is not the time to line up all the examples, Nina. I take a deep breath then step out of the elevator, into the narrow hallway with an interesting reception booth at the end of it. There are two attractive women with an earpiece attached to their head. "Good afternoon," I greet one of them who seems more approachable. She looks up and smiles, "Good afternoon. How may I assist you?" "Erm, can I see Mr Johnsons? Is he in today?" That fucker hasn't returned any of my calls or even replied my texts so he leaves me no choice but to come here to hunt him down. "Yes but can I know your name? What time is your appointment with him?" "I, errr, I don't have an
He lied. We didn't talk on the next day as he promised. Or the following day. Or the next following days. Suddenly it's Saturday and I'm not so mad anymore. That asshole-"Good morning." My heart beats so fast the moment I hear his cheerful voice. Wait, it's his voice right? I'm not hearing voices just because I am too caught up with our issues right? So I open my eyes only to be greeted by a smiley face, "Good morning, Princess." "What." I close my eyes again, not wanting to entertain him. He chose to avoid me since Monday, going to work super early and was only home around midnight when I was too tired to get up and argue with him. Fine. Have it your way. I'm not going to bother you with my anger anymore. I’m at the point where everything is ‘whatever’ when it comes to him. What.ever. Go. To. Hell. For. All. I. Care. Whateverrrr. But I have to admit, every single night when I'm all a
I was out of the house as early as 6, even though it's a Sunday. I can't sleep last night, thinking what an idiot I was, offering myself to my best friend just because I owe him money. And him, taking advantage of my situation, instead of rejecting my stupid proposal or behave like a true best friend. True best friends don't fuck each other! True best friends don't mind how long it takes for the other to pay back his money. And true best friends definitely don't say he'll take her virginity only when she's sober. Oh God, he's not my true best friend. Maybe I should just pack and leave?But he knows where my family lives, where I work, and most importantly, he knows me like the back of his hand. He’ll surely find me in less than a day. The ringing sound from my phone jolts me out of my worries. I quickly fish it out only to see an evil face of a Christopher Johnsons. He put that evil face himself