Novel & Cerita We Can't Be Friends

* Bestfriend? I doubt it.

"Why wouldn't I be? You're my boyfriend's bestfriend." Saglit siyang tumahimik saka nagsalita. "We were childhood friends. Our families were also engaged in a business-partnership. Then, that's when our friendship started. We were both into different things. We like adventures, thrills." "But you're quite different from Dwight." "Does that mean I can't be friends with him, then?" "No, what I mean is–" he cut me off. "You with your judgments. I didn't know Dwight would pick a girl like you."

” mukmok ng mahal ko. ”Well, ngayong tapos na ang sayaw namin, hindi ko na kailangan lumapit sa kan’ya. Pwede pa rin naman kami maging friends nang `di n’ya ko kinakapitan, `di ba.” ”Hmph. Dapat kahit friends bawal!” bulong ni Louie. “Ha?” “Wala.” “Uy, jelly-jelly nanaman ang bhebhe ko!”

Ngunit nagawa niya, sabi niya sa sarili. Malalim na buntunghininga naman ang kanyang pinawalan. "Malaki ang kasalanan ko sa'yo," wika niya. "Sobrang laki," mariin nitong sabi. Nakagat niya ang kanyang pang-ibabang labi. Ano ba ang dapat niyang sabihin? "A-ayokong masira ang friendship natin." Biglang nagmura si Mark Wayne.

I cut him. "Friends? Why friends?" I questioned. Why was he asking for us to be friends? We're not friends! I don't want friends. Hindi ako friendly. And treating the father of my kids as friend? Iyan na yata ang pinaka ayaw kong gawin.

Hindi ko naman pwede dayain ang sarili ko na mahalin siyang muli. Siguro much better this way. Pero hindi ako natutuwa kay Joanna at Annalise. They will soon taste their own karma. I will make sure of it. "Okay, I will accept defeat. But can we still be friends?" Pagsusumamo nito. Pero malabong mangyari na maging friend pa kami.

Muli niyang hinaplos ang pisngi ng bata. Tahimik na lamang na nakikinig si Widmark. Pati ako nanahimik na rin lang. Kahit gustong-gusto ko na namang sumabat, pinigil ko na lang ang sarili at hinayaan muna siyang kausapin ang Anak niya. "Inaamin ko, Anak na may mali pa rin ako, dahil hindi ko sinabi sa'yo na mag-best friend kami ni Uncle Fred. Tinago ko sa'yo, for some reasons. Kaya sorry na ha."

They're like pickles and chocolates, they don't go well together. Napatingin ako sa seat ni John. He's just there busy writing something. "I guess there are things you can't just say even to your friends," I muttered. We've been friends for three years and I never thought there are still things that he was hiding. Maybe he's right, I never really did ask him about it and it's my fault for not asking. ...I guess I'm failed as a friend. How can I even call myself his best friend. I should know everything about him If I want to call myself his friend. I don't know but I'm just drawn to him like glue. Maybe because I almost see him as my brother that I tend to look after him.

“ Your mother,we’re childhood friends .” Nanlaki ang mata ko sa sinabi niya. ” We’re best of best friends. Lahat ng kalokohan,maganda man o mabuti ang nangyayari sa buhay namin. Palagi kaming magkasama. We’re inseperable,not until that incident happen.I’m not gonna tell you that part,your mother doesn’t want you to know that part of her life. Kahit ang sasabihin kong ito ngayon,wala siyang balak na sabihin sa’yo at babaunin nalang niya sa hukay.”

ani ko. "F*ck! Im sorry. Pasensiya ka na, hindi ko sinasadyang masaktan ka. Ayaw ko lang kasi balikan ang mga panahong nahirapan akong ipagtapat ang nararamdamn ko sayo. Naiintindihan ko ang gusto mong ipaunawa." Napakagat-labi ako, may dahilan din pala siya. Lumayo ako sa pagkakayakap sa kaniya. "Sorry din dahil may reason ka pala, okay friendship is over." ani ko. Umiling siya.