The Between Love And Hate

“I'm tired. It's not just because Chanel and I fought with Rius. I know he will choose her and not me. And I know that he will be more angry when he finds out that I was the reason why Chanel was rushed to the hospital. I didn't mean what happened but I feel that he won't believe me either, because the circulation between me and his best friend is always like that, I don't want to be jealous because at least he's young but why does there have to be a choice? Is he always? Why does he always have to come first when it comes to the two of us? This is so unfair. And it makes me feel like I'm the one who's a third party. That's why when the door of his penthouse opened and he was the one who opened it, I immediately stood up from my seat. "Where have you been?" I asked him. He didn't answer. He just went straight, got some water, drank it and put the glass down on the sink without even looking at me. "Are you from him?" I asked weakly. His tired eyes looked at me. It was full of emotions. Anger, regret, and most of all remorse. "What did you do to him?" He asked me. His voice was cold and full of fatigue, and pain. "I didn't-" "You hurt her!" He cut me off. I was so shocked about his sudden outburst. The glass he was holding fell and hit the floor. "I didn't hurt her.... I'm j-just-" "You just?..." He asked strongly, very angry and stepped closer to me. "You hurt her with your words! You know she has Leukemia! But what did you do!" I've never seen him this angry. If I was only a boy, maybe he would have hurt me. And d*mn it! My tears started to fall. I'm crying in front of him. The thought of him will hurt me just because of Chanel made my heart break into pieces.”