A Friend or a Foe?
A true friend would never abandon you. This is a phrase I’ve heard several times. I never had a best friend; instead, I only had a decent friend who always came to me when they needed something.
Let me begin by telling you about my story. So it’s 2021, and it’s been 5 years since I was in puberty, with friends, education, and all the other things that every teenage goes through. I was happy, but not overjoyed, with my lot in life.
My father’s job needed him to relocate from Goa to Mumbai. As a result, and I was very used to travelling. However, it has drawbacks, such as the need to make new friends, neighbors, and a variety of other items every time you start a new school. For me, Mumbai was new. Every student in my class already had a group of friends, so I was a lonely girl in the class. After a few days, I began to despise every day at that school.
One day, a fair girl with long hair entered our class; she was a newcomer, and I was relieved to have made a new friend who sat with me. She was a fantastic young lady. She excelled in studies, music, and painting. In just a few weeks, she had won over the entire class. We gradually progressed from friends to best friends. She admired my language and mannerisms, and I admired her whole personality because she was so gifted. We used to squabble, roam, and research together, and we were the class’s top students.
In the midst of it all, I received a text from a boy who was in our class on Facebook. Before him I never had a conversation to any of the boys in our class. My best friend too had never spoken to a boy. But I used to contact this particular boy because he had become a good friend of mine, as well as a secret one (As nobody knew about our friendship). This boy and I started chatting more often, and we talked about a lot of stuff on the phone. I was on cloud nine now because now I had two really close friends.
But it’s possible that God overheard the conversation that I didn’t hear, and everything was broken. An event occurred that shattered every part of me, and I never trusted friendship again after that.
So, to proceed, I told my best friend about this boy I met on Facebook. She didn’t say anything because she was fine with it. I found something odd one day, but I dismissed it; I saw my best friend and that boy talking about something, and when I entered the classroom, they had already returned to their seats. I dismissed it before one of my other friend came over and told me that what I was seeing was not the reality. I was perplexed, so I inquired as to what she meant. After a few days, she informed me that the girl I consider to be my best friend is dating a boy. You won’t believe that the gentleman was the same gentleman with whom I used to converse.
I didn’t believe it until I received a recording from one of my classmate of the boy confessing that she and my best friend (whom I only considered) are in genuine love relationship. When I asked my best friend about it, she denied it and said it was all nonsense and that I shouldn’t believe it. She said that people were doing this to ruin hers and my friendship , but she was unaware of the recording that I had obtained.
After a few days, I saw them together again, but this time they didn’t return to their benches and continued to talk; instead, they sat together and a lot of stuff happened right in front of my eyes. She said he was just a friend of hers, and he said the same thing, so I foolishly believed them.
I cried not because they were in a relationship , but because they had withheld this information from me for the previous eight months. They both lied to me about everything. I was with them back then because they were the only ones I had.
Thereafter, my father was transferred, and I was relieved to get out of there. I took TC without telling either of them and left the school because I couldn’t live with traitors.
When I didn’t show up for school for two days, they both texted me and asked why I wasn’t there. I told them that I would never return to them. The girl admitted to being in a relationship with that boy and didn’t tell me because she was afraid I would abandon her and end our friendship. The boy claimed he didn’t mention the relationship because the girl told him not to.
So, in the end, I was the perpetrator, or rather, I was fortunate enough to escape such toxic people. Now that they are no more in love and hate each other, they want to talk to me. I replied to their text because I don’t want to hold any personal grudges, and my wounds have healed over the years. And that was a school story, we were just kids but I couldn’t understand whether they were my friend my foe?
Based on a true story