Friend

I walked towards him. He had stopped walking and was looking at me shocked. I felt the steps towards him very heavy. He had said he was busy but why was he here. I did not want to misunderstand him however the girl who was with him started looking so much similar like me as I walked towards him. I had trusted him so much. When I was face to face with him, I said, "Hi"... He did not reply.

The girl looked like me. She was a little dark. However she was thin and beautiful. She had a perfect figure and not fat like me. She wore a beautiful dress which was above the knee length which I had never wore because I was always insecure about my figure. But she was small, still if we walked together we could be called sisters.

She looked at Charlie and said, "Who's she?" Charlie looked at her, "She's my friend." 'Friend!!' Oh, maybe she is his relatives, I thought. I forwarded my hand and said, "Hi, I am Sarah. I am Charlie's friend." She shook my hand and said, "Hello, I am Rihanna. I am his girlfriend." I... I... felt... I felt betrayed maybe because after listening the word 'girlfriend' it felt as if the sky has fallen over me. I did not believe what she said. I wanted an explanation from Charlie as I looked at him. He said to Rihanna to wait for him at the food stall which was near and she followed.

He took me towards a corner and asked, "What are you doing here?" I could not speak. I took a long breath and I counter questioned him, "What... what about you? Why is she saying that she is your... your girlfriend? Just tell me you are playing a prank on me. I know you are playing a prank. Just stop this." He had no expression. I felt he was someone else. He said, "She told you the truth. We had been in a relation for three years. Our parents also know about us. Our engagement has also been fixed."

My eyes were already wet listening his words. I asked, "Three years... Engagement....Then why did you… why did… you..." I could not search words in my head. I finally spoke few words whilst I closed my eyes so that the tears goes inside and do not fall. "Wh… what about me?" He said," You just looked like her. She was abroad for her studies for two years. When I saw you, you looked like her. So, I was swayed for a moment." His words were like bullets piercing my heart. I still could not believe what he was saying, I grabbed his shirt and asked with tears in my eyes, "What about the time... the time we spent together? What about everything we did together? What about…" He interrupted me as he made his shirt free from my hand looked at the side she was and said, "It was a time pass for me. Just look at her and look at yourself in the mirror. I love her. I missed her. I did not feel anything for you. I just played with you. Do you think a fatty like you deserves me? Ha-ha, did you really think I loved a hippo like you?" Listening to him, my tears which I was controlling fell down. I slapped him.

I was sobbing as I said weakly, "I… I... understood, it was all my fault. I should have never trusted you. I... I loved you and you never... you never felt anything to me.” I sighed and continued, “I will not bother you anymore. I… I... hope you enjoyed the time you played with me." I wiped my tears and handed him the cake and the shoes I had and said, "Happy Birthday!! This is... this is a small gift from your... your plaything." I wiped my tears and walked away.

I walked to a park nearby whilst I remembered everything we had done together. I was lost in my memories that I fell down as I missed a staircase. I finally cried with my heart out. For a few minutes, I just cried whilst the people that passed pitied me. I stood up and squatted down near a bench. I remembered the first time we met I had fallen the same way. For a minute I was hoping for him to come and tell me all of it was a lie. But nothing happened. As the memories I spent with him flowed through my head, I covered my face and cried. I cried so much. I did not know for how many hours I cried until I received a call from my mom. I did not pick up the call. I realized it was already late. I messaged her, "I am on my way." I stood up and went to the public washroom and washed my face and tried to look normal and returned home.