Why did it have to be you?

“Why do you always tell people she’s special but to me she’s nothing”?

The music was blaring. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt the tears threatening to fall down.

The alcohol was getting to me I had to get away before I regret saying anything to him even more.

“I’m sor—“

He cut me off.
“Damnit. It’s because you. You Bella. You’re my only weakness”.

What.

Why now? Why did he have to say things now.

“Sam you’re obviously drunk. Please stop. We’re in the club”. I pushed him away. I was about to cry.

He pulled me back. “It’s the truth Bella. Please don’t make this harder then it already is”.

He was my best friend and I’m in love with him, but the sad truth is I’m not his and he’s not mine.