(To those who are expecting ohhhs, ahhhs, shit fuck me harder please, sorry to disappoint you but this narrative is a break from the usual erotic thing here at PL… This story is dedicated to my friend who just got married yesterday and wanted me to write a story for them…And excuse for using the site for this story… Just got no other preferrable sites besides this… 
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I had a bestfriend whom I called Stanley. We both live in the same neighborhood where we used to play with other kids our age. I was five years old then when they transferred to our village. I learned from my mother that his father who is a military is reassigned in our place.
I used to play alone in our backyard when he approached me and wanted to play with me. That was the first time I ever had a male playmate because in school, my friends are all girls and my cousins are all girls also who are much older than me.
He was my first boy playmate… Oh! Sorry! He was the only male friend I ever had because I never had the chance to befriend others. I am not just so sure if its because of my mom or him who’s always around wherever I go. But at the very early age, I learned to trust him in terms of safety and security. I feel so safe whenever he is around. We played together in their yard or in ours. Do things I never thought I could. Say things as freely as I can to him. Whenever my mom refuses to give me what I want, I would run to their house next to ours and cried to him. He would then give me something he knew I will be glad of. That ‘something nice’ he called it. That’s how much he cares for me. He is two years older.
Years passed and we still are the very good friends as ever. I am already thirteen when some of my classmates teased us as lovers. It’s just now that I’ve realized why they thought that way. Whenever it rains, he would come to my classroom and give me his polo shirt so that I won’t be wet from the rain. Whenever we pass by a deep portion of water, he patiently carried me on his back so I could pass and never thought of his own feet down into the dirt. It’s just now that I realized why he have done those things for me because I could also feel it right in my heart.
I was eighteen then when I thought I could not live without him. It’s not just because I am used to his presence and care but it’s something hard to explain. But neither one of us say anything. The more that I won’t because I fear he might not feel the same way I do. All I did is write everything in my diary. It’s the only thing he doesn’t know about me from childhood until now.
One day, I rushed to his room (I am allowed to enter his room because I am considered the youngest of their family). Bringing my math notebook, I immediately opened the door only to find out he is with Phoebe, his classmate. She is sexy and beautiful. They were kissing so intimately that they did’nt notice the door opens. I was so shocked and in pain. I don’t know what to say. He never mentioned anything about her. I may be selfish but all I want is him just for me. Who would not expect it? I grew in his care remember? I never expect he would have a girlfriend not even informing me. Yes, it hurts but I have to accept that it maybe the end of our friendship and I have to learn to live alone. I wanna cry but I hold back my tears. How I learned to hold back my tears? It’s him who told me before not to cry if it’s not worth crying for.
The next day, I walk alone towards school because he doesn’t show up to fetch me. Who cares! I was not born with him in this world anyway.
In the afternoon, it rained and as usual, I have no umbrella. When I arrived home, my clothes are all wet. Upon entering my room, I was not able to hold back my tears. Before, it’s very ok for me to come home wet because he’s with me. But now, it feels so empty. Where is he?
From that time on, I tried my very best just to avoid him. Strange right? He left me just like a trash without even saying anything. Have I done wrong?
Graduation came and I have to go to the city to get a degree. I never tried to go home during vacation just not to see him to avoid the pain. But the question is,,, have I gotten over him? What do you think?
Until I graduated and my mom forced me to went back to our province. She’s in need of a new employee in her business. I have no choice but to help my mom in the company. Even until now I still don’t feel right without him.
Being back in my hometown feels great but it also reminds me of my painful experience right in the hands of my bestfriend. I am now working with my mom and my daily companion is my diary who is my new bestfriend from the time he left.
One time when I am about to open my car, a hear someone called my name and I knew it was him. I trimbled and when I turned my back, I didn’t know he was already just behind me so I bump on him that caused my things to throw up. He never paid attention to my things on the street and just hugged me like the way he did before. I missed him so much. A tear fell from my eyes but before he could notice it I wipe it away. I slightly pushed him away and busied myself picking my things and hurried to my car.
“I’ll visit your house this evening sweetie!” I heard him say. He never forgot what he used to call me before.
In the evening, he came to our house as if nothing happened. I even prepared him dinner and we ate together. We talk about things that happened to us in the past years but he never mentioned about his lovelife. It’s already late in the evening when he decided to go home. I am so tired that day so I immediately went to sleep.
In the morning, as a regular routine, I went to the office to work.
My phone rang and I saw Ben’s number flushed the screen. He is my fiance. I may be excited about our near wedding but in my heart still lies the memory of the first boy I’ved ever loved. It may be awkward to marry the man I do not love but it is the only way to forget him. Unfair right but let’s just be practical. He called to inform me that he will be at our house this evening.
When I opened the gate for Ben in the evening, I saw a figure from the other house facing our yard. Was it Stanley’s?
Ben just stayed for about three hours and went home. I am suppose to close the gate when Stanley appeared. Seemed to just woke up. Where did he sleep? Outside our gate? Why?
“Hi sweetie,” he greeted me in a very low tone.
“Where are you from?”
“Outside, waiting for your visitor to go home.”
“Oh I see. Do you need anything?” I asked him.
“I need you as much as you need me. Who is that guy who visited you here?” I don’t know if I am just hallucinating at that time.
“My fiance.”
“Do you love him?”
“I think so.”
“I don’t think so.”
He raised his arm holding something. It’s my diary.
My eyes grew open wide. Did he read it?
Did he already knew everything?
“I never thought you would learn to lie to me. Have I taught you to lie?!” he blurted to me.
“It’s the best way to do after what you did to me. You should have taught me not to love you instead.” I just said as I walk away with tears falling down my eyes.
Before I could go away, he hold my arms and forced me to face him. He saw me crying.
“I’m sorry sweetie.” he said. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
Again another promise out from his mouth. From the mouth of the man I trusted years ago. Will I still hold on to that promise? How about my engagement to Ben?
Until I came up with a decision..
“I will still marry Ben the next month.” My voice seemed so final.
He let go of my hand and turned away.
Days passed and tomorrow is my wedding day. I am in my room still thinking of the only decision i really have to make. Do i really need to marry Ben just to escape from my real feelings?
Tomorrow is the judgment day. The heavens seemed to answer my questions. It rained. I opened my window and spread my arms open. I want to let go of any thoughts. I want to escape from reality. I want…I want…I want…And my tears just fell down. I went out of my room and allowed the rain to pour unto my body. Eyes closed but I am still crying.
On my mind still the questions. Is it the right thing to do?
Until I feel the rain on my body suddenly stopped. I don’t want my eyes to open. I don’t want to come back to reality. I just continued crying. Until I could feel fingers softly wiping my tears.
“I told you not to cry if it’s not worth crying.” said a soothing voice on my ears.
I know it’s him. The only man I’ve ever loved until the day of my marriage.
He hug me so tight and as I opened my eyes, I met his gaze full of questions. On his other hand an umbrella.
“If only you taught me not to love you, I would not suffer this way.” I told him.
“It’s not too late to back out of your marriage.” he tried to convince me.
Can I? What will my friends say? What will Ben do? Will I hurt Ben?
“I don’t think I could do that Stan.”
“Oh where’s the Kuchikuchi you used to call me before? I miss you call me that way.”
Yes, I call him Kuchikuchi before after watching a movie. Kuchikuchi is the name of the bug who happens to befriend a little girl.
“We’re not kids anymore.” I told him.
“But for me you’re still the little girl I love.”
“There’s no use anyway. I am getting married tomorrow.”
Still in the middle of the rain we continued to talk.
“How about Phoebe?”
“You saw us kissed in my room right?”
“I’m sorry. That was an accident. I am supposed to ask you to help me with my assignment. I didn’t know you were with her in your room.”
Instead of answering, he guided me towards our house and up to my room.
“Take a shower and sleep.” he said. He kissed me on the forehead and walk out of my room.
I know it’s the end.
I took the shower and lay on my bed. In my thoughts why he still have to show up. He just reminded me of the pain he caused me before.
And then I fell asleep.
I woke up with a strange feeling. As if I am in an another place.
I opened my eyes only to find out I am lying beside Stanley with his shoulders as my pillow. He supported me so I could sleep well. But why am I with him?
I am supposed to be at the church and be married to Ben!!!
I rose and Stanley woke up.
“Where am I?” i asked him.
“We are heading towards the island I named after you.” he said with a smile.
“To where? Stanley, today is my wedding day!! Are you insane?” i said deliberately.
He just held my hand and softly said. “Sweetie, you can’t marry Ben ‘coz you are already married to me.”
“Am I? When?” I was so shocked. Married to him? How?
I pinched myself trying to wake up from my wildest dreams but I could not!!
“Sweetie you’re awake.” He said.
He raised my hand showing me the ring on my finger and he also showed his’.
“Our wedding ring. I kidnapped you and the priest married us this morning. Our friends are the witnesses. Never believe what just your eyes saw without knowing the real story.”
I could not say anything. I am just watching the ring on my finger. Goodness is this really true?
“Phoebe confessed to me that she really likes me from the start but I told her that I love somebody else. I think you don’t need to ask who that girl is. But she is persistent on trying to make me like her. She even offered me her body. You shouldn’t have left my room so you could see me pushing her away after that kiss you saw.”
I am so mesmerized with his revelations. And I learned he really kept his promise to me years ago and that is: “I will always be the guy who will care and love for you from the past ’til forever. I love you and you must know that.”