Feelings Change

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

He loved her, but she didn't love him. Not in the way she had before.


This is a original short story fiction. Please do not take it/steal it and claim it as your own. I own this short story since I wrote it.

Submitted: April 22, 2018

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She continued to hold him in her arms. Not as a lover would do, but as a friend comforting another friend would. What else could one do when their friend’s engagement was just broken off?

When he finally started to pull away, she loosened her grip on him. She placed her hands on his shoulders, getting a good look at him. His eyes were glassy, but no tears fell. And knowing him, tears wouldn't fall if he had any say in it. She continued to gauge his facial features and see exactly how well he really was doing.

Their faces were about half a foot from each other and she didn't think anything of it. From an outsider's point of view, this would have been seen as too intimate between just friends. She knew better though. They were best friends.

She wished she had known when that had changed for him. She wished she had gotten that memo that he no longer felt that they were just friends.

Because she was beyond surprised when he had closed the gap between them and pressed his full lips against her own. Her hands instantly dropped from his shoulders and instead were placed on his chest. She pushed against him almost as soon as his lips had touched hers.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed once her lips were free from his.

"What?" he asked, confused by her reaction.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm kissing you?" he questioned more than stated.

"Why?" she asked back incredulously.

"I..." he struggled to find his words. "I thought you wanted this."

"I did. I mean, I did before. But not now. Not anymore."

"Why not?" She stared at him, wondering if he could really be this dense. And from the look in his eyes, she figured he really was.

"Are you serious right now? After everything we've been through, this is what you think I want from you now?"

"I mean, yes. You said it yourself before. You love me."

"That was then and this is now. Feelings change." If only she had known how much that last sentence meant to him. Because she was absolutely right. Feelings change and he knew that first hand.

He never realized before how much of her was a part of his life. How much of her fit perfectly in his life. How much of her belonged in his life. Until now. He couldn't recall when his feelings for her had changed, but it did. And he couldn't see it changing anytime soon. His feelings for her were hard and unwavering, and there. They were there. He was in love with his best friend.

"Are you telling me you don't... love me anymore?" She noticed the tone of his voice change. It was low and quiet, disappointed even.

With a heavy sigh, she replied. "Yes."

The look in his eyes almost broke her heart. Almost being the key word. He had broken her heart before, little by little over the years of knowing him. But he never knew to what extent. He never knew that when he would introduce his past girlfriends to her, her heart cracked. Or when he would kiss another woman, a little bit more of her heart would crack. Until her heart could handle no more when he announced his engagement to another woman. It wouldn't have hurt as much if she had found out it from him, but she didn't find out first hand from him. She found out from a mutual friend of theirs and that's what broke her heart. The fact that he couldn't even confide in his best friend about his engagement. She swore at that moment, then and there, that she wouldn't let him break her heart ever again. She wouldn't let him make cracks in her heart that she had desperately spent years repairing as she continued being his best friend.

And so when she saw that look in his eye, she wasn't going to let it get to her. She wasn't going to let him break her again.

"You..." he tried to say, but he couldn't finish his sentence. He didn't even know what he was trying to say.

She wrung her hands together as the silence flooded them, drowning them in uncertainty.

"We need to talk about this," she finally stated.

"Talk about what? Talk about you rejecting me?" he snapped, unnecessarily lashing out at her. She furrowed her eyes in pain. She had told herself she wouldn't let him break her heart, but his words still hurt regardless. As soon as the sting of his words had passed though, anger had taken its place. She stood up from his bed and whipped around to face him.

"You have no right to be angry at me," she retorted as she looked down at him. She was glad he hadn't stood up with her, because she would have wavered at his towering height. His piercing eyes was enough to make her pause though. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to guilt trip me for not returning your feelings. I never did that to you."

"Well, maybe you should have." The shock was evident on her face.

"Excuse me?"

"Maybe if you were more aggressive and pushed yourself at me more, then maybe we'd already be together." She continued to stare at him, wondering if he had gone mad because of how absurd he was talking. She searched his eyes, trying to see if he was serious or not.

"You..." she started, trying to find the right words. "...are so stupid! Oh my fucking gosh! You're an idiot!"

"How am I an idiot?!" he exclaimed as he finally stood up. She instinctively stood back so she wouldn't strain her neck to look up at him.

"You fucking are! I can't believe your logic in this! Nothing I would have said or done in the past could have changed your feelings like that!" She snapped her fingers at the last word. "Too many times, we have talked about this before. You told me before that you weren't the one for me. That you weren't the man I was looking for. That you weren't special and some other man would be best for me, because I deserved better. Don't you remember this?"

"Of course I do. I change my mind. I was dumb."

"And apparently you still are." She shook her head. "But you're right. You're dumb, but you're absolutely right. I deserve better. And you aren't the one for me." As those words hung in the air, they both realized that this was the end of their discussion. There was no changing her mind. She was set. He loved her, but she didn't love him. Not in the way she had before.

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