MY BESTIES CRUSH LIKES ME?(2/2)

I was on vacation that time so I’d be absent from school and too busy to respond to Ukuleles texts. When I had time to finally talk to him, he would call me adorable or cute every time I was interested in his hobbies. I was getting into a situation I will always regret. The entire time I was helping Marigold trying to get with Ukulele but he actually likes me. Well, that’s what I thought. I wanted to ask Marigold if Ukulele called her cute or special. And I finally got the heart to do it. She said no and asked me so many questions on why I’m asking. One time I went to sleep early, Ukulele talked to marigold because he had no one else because he said I’m the only one he enjoys talking to. Marigold asked why he was chatting her out of no where when Ukulele barely talks to her. “Because Kris (my actual name) went to bed early :(“ and Marigold got mad. She knew that I was chatting him. In my defence, Ukulele was like one of my best friends at this point so of course I’ll tell him if I need to go to sleep. I do this with all my friends. To make matters worse, Ukulele said, “I don’t know why I’m upset, it’s just that Kris is different and I like talking to them.” Marigold actually started crying. She called me that night yelling at me because I stole her crush. I never meant that. I just wanted a friend after one of my old ones left me. Skip to the day I came home from vacation and went to school. Marigold hugged me the second she saw me enter the campus. She cried and said that Ukulele liked me. And that she hated me for it. I didn’t know what to say. I told her that I would prove he didn’t. And so I tried so hard. I tried to ask him who he likes. All of his hints went to me. I tried so fucking hard to prove he didn’t like me. But it all just got worse. He said they were in my class. He said I knew them very well. He said that they have medium black spiky hair like me. He said that they like cats. Marigold hates cats. And I love cats. I didn’t know what to do. But I just ignored all of them and continued talking to him. Even though I knew he most likely likes me, I couldn’t just leave him. He was one of my closest friends and we were only talking for 3 or 4 months. One day, Marigold told me to drop him. That was the only word I heard from her that day. I’m such a fucking idiot that I didn’t drop him. I’m such a jerk. I didn’t know what to do. To marigold, I’m just one of her friends. To Ukulele, I’m his best friend. I didn’t want to leave Marigold for a guy I met for only 3 months. but I cant just drop Ukulele just for that reason. I hates both of them so much. I hated everyone in school. Skip to this week. Marigold caught me talking to him. She snapped at me. I never even said I would agree to drop him. I told Ukulele that marigold wants me to never talk to him again. He hugged me. All I could do was cry. The reason I couldn’t leave him was because he treated me right. Marigold never comforted me. My ex never comforted me. My other friends never comforted me. Only Ukulele did.

(Reminder: some parts do the story aren’t real. Why? Because I don’t want anyone from my class to know what is real and what is not. Extra sorry to my 3 friends who know who I am)