Rafe and I were inseparable, always there for each other… best friends for life and death, until the day Rafe found a girlfriend. She didn’t like him hanging out with me, and despite all his efforts, he had to cut me off… but I didn’t know about it… he never told me about these problems… so I texted him:

“Hey buddy, we haven’t seen each other in a while, want to do something?”

Hours passed, and I was without a response… I tried calling him, but he hung up immediately.

Today, there was a party at the Boneyard, so I hoped he might be there… and he was. As soon as I saw him, I went up to him.

“Hi… hey, is everything okay? You didn’t reply and… you didn’t pick up my call…”

“Hm… yeah…” he said.

“Rafe… what’s going on? This isn’t you…” I said, concerned.

“Nothing… go away…”

“Why are you pushing me away?…”

“We can’t hang out anymore…”

“What? Why?…” then it hit me, “it’s because of her…? Is that it?”

“I… I wanted to tell you… but…”

“But what, Rafe… we’re best friends… or… or not anymore…” I said sadly.

“I… I’m so sorry, y/n.”

“No… you’re right… we can’t hang out anymore… I won’t be friends with someone who trades years of friendship for something new…”