May
"May, can't you see she's hurt? Don't touch." He said with an unfamiliar voice, cold and detached, making my eyes sting. It was the first time he spoke to me like that, and it hurt. He didn't even notice my hand tremble when he removed it from hers.
He left without looking back, without a glance at me. I stood frozen, alone on that dark road, feeling abandoned and confused.
I tried to justify: "He's worried about Rose; she's his best friend, badly hurt." But the pain lingered. Oh my god, I'm so dramatic; it shouldn't hurt me this much. Fuck, it really shouldn't, but he left me here on this road at night alone without even noticing, and he's so protective of me, but I guess her condition worried him way too much.
Tian noticed me standing there, lifeless, and approached worriedly. I can't express how much I love him; he's my best friend, my savior since we were 10. Now 20, our friendship has been 10 years strong. He cares for me too much, and I'm grateful.
Tian and I have been friends since we were 10 years old, and now we're 20; it's already been ten years of our friendship. He's my savior; he always saved me from my bullies with his lean, muscular body and height, which scares them.
He has always been there for me; he's handsome, with messy dark brown hair and beautiful emerald eyes. He's always been popular with lots of boys and girls around him, which made me scared, thinking my friend would be taken away from me, but he never gave them attention.
But what makes me sad is that we've become less close since I started dating Kay. He stopped meeting often; it's just not the same as it used to be, and I wonder what led to this change. Is it because of me that we're not close? Is it because I left him after I found Kay? Am I the selfish one? I probably am.
"May, are you alright?" Tian's worried voice broke my thoughts.
"I'm fine, Ti," I lied, forcing a fake smile.
Tian's eyes narrowed. "May, it's okay. I'm here. I know what Kay said; I heard him." His voice trembled with anger.
"Ti, he didn't mean it; he's just worried about Rose," I defended.
"You think it's okay, but it's not. He pushed you hard; his tone wasn't justified," Tian said gently.
"It's okay; let's go back to them." And I started walking without waiting for his reply, knowing he wouldn't just back out.
We walked toward Kay and Rose, but they were nowhere in sight. The three of them have always been good friends, and I'm also close to them, at least with Vivian; he gets along well with me, but Rose, I don't know; she's beautiful and really close to Kay, but we never talk much; I guess she doesn't like me.
"May, they've already left, and Kay just left you. What if I hadn't come back, noticing you? He would have left you, right?" He said with an angry chuckle. His words cut through my heart.
"Tian," I said, my voice low, and continued with a harsh breath, "I want to go home. I'm not feeling well, Tian."
"But—" he tried saying something, but I couldn't argue or reply more.
"He must've been worried for her, and she needed hospitalization, Tian. It's okay; there's no reason for me to be in the hospital." I continued without letting him reply, "Take me home, please."
After getting me home, he insisted on staying over for the night, but I couldn't let him. I just want some time alone, so he had to leave, leaving me with silence and darkness. It's probably the first time I'll sleep alone, and it's making me sad.
"Fuck May, his friend is really alone; he has to be with her; she doesn't have anyone else, and you're freaking whimpering." I told myself, knowing I shouldn't be sad. Gosh, I'm such an idiot.
Lying on my bed alone, I couldn't get myself to sleep because the way he left me there alone still lingered in my mind. My thoughts drifted to the past when Kay and I first met. When I saw him first, I had no words; he was breathtaking. He still is.
Kay is tall, over 6'4, I guess, and that's what I love way too much. I've always been drawn to tall guys. He's muscular with perfect full lips and a perfect jaw that makes me want to lick it.
As a dominant Alpha,Kay exuded dominance. His confidence and strength drew me in. His pheromones were intoxicating, making my senses swoon. I couldn't believe he was my boyfriend.
Clutching his shirt to my chest, inhaling his scent, I finally drifted off to sleep, lost in memories of him.