My biggest confession of all time, and most probably my best seller!
I was officially left on Thursday, the last day I sat for my exams. And the sms was enough to answer his silence all the past days. Now I know. Well I knew it would come, but not that soon. Then I was ready.
I had the weekend to think over about it. But what made my biggest confession the best seller is my friend backstabbed me from the back and this was all the evil plan of his and now my ex-boyfriend.
Laqueen on Friday would react as my most outrageous clubbing ever. I was there with this friend, who apparently was to entertain me from the break-up. Yes, I was really emotionally drained because I was still in love but already letting go. I came earlier than expected so waited outside for this friend. As gazed over the end of the street, I knew I saw someone particularly famillar. It was my ex. And he was with his ex. And I, the ex was there too. I looked for an emergency hideout. Trying to avoide him. Duh, it was a night to celebrate the sadness not to deepen the cut.
This friend of mine, trailled behind minutes later with his ex too. Don't get confused, it was a night for exes lah! I tried to convinced this friend of mine, shall we call him the steward since that what he does. So again, I tried to convinced my steward friend that I wanted to go back because my ex was around. He then convinced me until when I should hide. True. Lagipun, I was all nicely dressed up for the night.
We went in, Laqueen was near empty. Not even midnite. This steward friend grabbed my hand and we were heading towards a bunch of his friend, and yes my ex was one of them. So goodbye avoidance, and hello reality. I gave my descent smile and salam him. Of course with a kiss on the chic.
It was my weirdest moment. Not yet.
I composed myself to my best, and yes I took my Sempoerna packed out, and smoked. Konon nak control macho, but deep inside I was simply emotionally drained with pain. Sakit.
Midnite passed, crowd came in. I was expecting a new friend to arrive so I was to hangout with him. At the same time, the steward friend was at his best entertaining me from the break up misery. Kononlah. He bought some drinks, with alcohol. And I'm not really good at this, because the last time we had one jugged I was already dizzy. This time he got us two, and I know that night I was going to drunk. And yes I was.
But before I was to get high, my ex slipped across my ears and said that he was going out with my steward friend. Again, Sempoerna was my friend. And I was at my perfect compose. But in my heart I was already screaming and yelling. My ex the asshole, and my friend the devil! As soon the steward friend knew that the news was in the air, he purpuatedly came and hugged me. Sorry babe, I didn't mean to hurt you. Lagipun, I nak mati in two years!
I'm like, it's alright. I'm ok lah. You be happy, and I'm happy. Yeah that's me on compose. My devil side is already ragging up to it's most extreme level. When he said he was about to die, I know and assumed a little bit longed before. Because I know his ex was sick. So if this steward friend is dying, then let him be! I wished he died that night. On the dancefloor.
It was the major murder plan. And they killed my softly.
I went back home a miserable young man. I was half drunked. And my brains grasping for air.
Over the weekend, I had to swallow this pain. I just can't believe the fact that this steward friend was indeed a total asshole. And to make things worst, my ex tagging along and making it all worst. How could he go out with him?
I have to confess here that my ex boyfriend close friend once invited me out for a date. But I know it sounded so ridiculous because he was my boyfriend's friend. And now that this ex boyfriend of mine, someone whom I appreciated the love with was just another slut.
I hate the man I still love. But this is just it, the reality of this world. My last word for them, I just hope they're happy together fcuking in hell.
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