MY BEST FRIEND
Did you ever have that best friend whom u treasure so much, but…has a certain complications? an obvious problem that u just couldn’t decide if u’re going to leave him/her or not?
Well, i have that one certain friend. My very first, childhood (maybe), best friend who has this, i don’t know, “habit” that is too obvious to everyone, yet i keep ignoring of. I know it’s bad if I’m doing it in that way, but pls keep on reading. I’ll tell u the whole story.
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Let me start it off how we first met. I was a transfer student in my school during 5th grade. Being me, the quiet girl who will gradually become noisy once u get to know her, I made things quick for thy sake: the introductions, greetings, recitations – basically, everything because I was still insecure and, over-all, shy.
Of course, there are always those kind of moments that someone will lighten up your whole world. A crush, an inspiration a friend. Yep, a friend! And that’s when I met her. My very own bestie. Let’s call her V (cuz dats her bias and yep, i belong in two worlds........................or more).
So, I met V, along with my other friends. Both of us has similarities, which is our personalities, singing, IQ (both of us r dumb so shut it). Our differences: I’m into music and tennis, while she’s into drawing and editing (both vids and pics). Back then, we used to talk about anime. Anime, anime, anime, and roleplaying as our leisure. Obviously, anime became our bridge and, because of that connection, we’ve grown to understand each other and came out from our shells.
On the process, I found out that my aunt claims her as one of her many nieces and that she's one of my many past friends during my German-like-talking-baby days. So, announcing that she is my childhood friend is totally satisfying and very rare to happen!
5th grade became 6th and, because lyfe, we got separated. But, bcuz God is too loving to all, our rooms are right beside each other. So, our chats and laughs just didn’t stop there. I mean, she is my best friend! And, as one, I secretly supported her in a beauty contest because kids during those times tend to, i dont know, fight or get mad to those who are not cheering to one’s candidate. Since we came from separate sections, that’s the risk. Competitions.
Leaving that part aside, we gained and lost friends at the process and, ta-dah! High school! Then again, we entered with different sections. Bcuz of that, she became into K-Pop (which i am not clearly against to) and my otaku heart strengthened more. I met friends there while she met her’s. All good during this year.
And now, we step up to 8th grade – the most eventful year of my entire lyfe! Our class, for me, is the most joyous and noisy class among the 5 sections. Why? Almost all of the otakus r there! I mean, Lady Luck is with me, too, bcuz V is with me throughout the year! Haha, God is good!
So, tears shed and 2p’s (u’ll know y) shows up, but those r just parts of the things that I would never let to go to waste. We or I solved it and, y letting it be worthless? Laughs and fun r shared, cosplays and food r being tried out – 8th grade lyfe back then was AWESOME!! But, we’re growing up. Dammit!
So, present grade, 9th. Both V and I ended up in one class again, which is fortunate and gained friends once more. But, this grade is giving me a headache till now. Haha, looks like this may be the climax of everything!
U see, thoughout those years, I…noticed sonething wrong about her. Thankfully, someone already spoke to me about that and that made me so confused and scared.
V. Keeps. On. Lying.
I thought that that is just wat kids or teens normally do, but NO. That’s not the case. She keeps on lying every. single. day. She keeps on telling me that one of her favorite peeps replied to her posts on IG or tweeted on her tweets and sht. That some non-existing person confessed to her and that she experienced going to Japan, Korea, or anywhere of her liking. That she fought with or lived with anime characters who are extremely just behind our televisions or computer screens, and that SHE SAW US THERE WITH HER.
As far as I know, THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE, knowing this is REALITY and not just some SLICE OF LIFE ANIME she can easily live on. This is not just some DAY-DREAMS us, ordinary people, do. We even fought about this, thinking that maybe she could change if I pretended to have another personality within me (explains the 2p part). Fck, I even told her directly the line, "I know you're lying, so y not stop?" Yet, to my dismay, she didn't. She still kept on lying!
I thought she’s the mature type of girl she is right now! And that I should be the one who should be suffering bcuz of the unluckiness I sometimes bring unto circumstances whenever I am in those moments! I trusted her for all these years and, still…she’ll keep on lying? To us? To me? I do confess that I’ve been going along with the flow and quickly change topics when a certain facts are bcoming lies. But, we’re growing up? Soon, we’ll be in college. What should I do?
I’ve been told countless of times that I should tell it to her. Tell her to stop lying. But, how could I even say it properly to her knowing that she won’t even realize what her mistakes r!? What her LIES are!? “It’s not easy”, hell yes it’s not! U even say it’s some kind of psychological illness, which I have not knowledge of! “So just abandon her!”
Excuse me, “abandon her”? As much as I respect u as a friend, I can’t. Based on what I just said/typed lately, she is my FIRST FRIEND. No, scratch that, MY BEST FRIEND. I can’t just leave her like some little girl who just replace her old doll with a new one! It’s hard to find someone like her in this world!
But, thinking back to those suggestions, to their pities for me, to their annoyance or complaints to her – I just couldn’t decide! What the hell should I do!? What are the possible solutions to that!? I can’t just tell her parents that something’s wrong with their daughter since I know that V’s family is too busy with work! Her mom has cancer, ffs! Or maybe that’s just one of her many lies? I DONT FCKING KNOW ANYMORE!!
I don’t want their pities anymore bcuz of me, suffering just to fix V. No, I want to help her fix herself! I want her to realize that I’m not there to go along with her or to support and explain to people what part of her is serious or not. I’m conscious that I am tired of it. But, what can I do? She’s my best friend…my very first fcking friend…







