Post by @the.archive04

That feeling when you know someone so deeply that you simply cannot hate them… That was exactly how I felt when I found out Andy fucked my best friend, Shirley. Out of all the girls in PNG, he chose Shirley—my childhood best friend. Andy was my first for everything. My first boyfriend, the one I lost my virginity to, the one who showed me everything about boys. Because he was my only boyfriend, no matter how bad he was, I only ever saw his good. When we choose a man, no matter how bad they treat us, we just go along and hope they change. He would swear at me anytime he wanted. On nights when I called him, he would tell me I was disturbing him and swear at me. He would ask for K3 credits, but I'd send him K20 so he could get a two-week plan to do his studies. When he played rugby, I'd watch even when the places were not safe; I'd stand in the corner and wait for him. Honestly, even when his friends asked me out, I'd block them same speed. I never looked into any other man's eyes except my boyfriend Andy. No matter how bad he treated me, I'd always love him, saying and thinking to myself that one day he would change, and we would both graduate, work, and start a family. His mom and sisters were my best friends. They would cook and I'd eat, with his mom telling me, "Don't baby that boy, he wanted to play rugby so let him feel the pain." I'd tell stories with his mom and sister like they really treated me as a daughter-in-law. His family loved me because I was humble and friendly. His mom would always scold him when he treated me badly in front of them. He would lie and act good, but when it was just ourselves, he hated me. My best friend Shirley—she wasn't just a friend. From elementary to primary to secondary school, she was my close friend, more like a sister. In fact, she was the one who helped me get Andy as my boyfriend. She was so happy when we started dating. When me and Andy argued, she would make us mend and be together again. Both of them were so close, but I never imagined Andy would fuck her one day. How can I hate my sister Shirley? She is my sister. And Andy, he is my first in everything. Even though they both did me wrong, my heart couldn't hate them. I loved both of them so much, but the pain... I couldn’t eat. Food felt yuck, like it was sticking to my throat. Imagine your sister fucking your boyfriend. My all-time primary to secondary boyfriend... connecting all the dots, I just couldn't. I didn't want to tell my parents, Andy's parents, or my sister Shirley's parents that Andy and Shirley fucked each other. I couldn't hate them. I just hated myself. I blamed myself thinking maybe I wasn't a good girlfriend. Maybe I wasn't enough. As days and weeks passed, depression and anxiety got to Natasha until she couldn't take it anymore, tied herself on the rope, and left this earth. In her heart, she loved Andy and Shirley so much that she felt she was at fault, and the only solution was for her to disappear completely..... #fypシ #shortstory #emotional