Author's Note: I wrote this because I wanted to get some feelings out. This actually happened to me...and yeah. I don't care if you review, but it would be help to my situation. :(

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts


Love&Hate
By: Jenn992

I live everyday dwelling in memories, memories of the place where nothing mattered. It's a place where we live carefree. And cracked hearts were still alive and beating. I sit here and cry everyday, and think back to when he loved me. It was my entire fault that I never returned his love. Now everyday when I see him, he has his mind and arms around another girl, another girl that was supposedly my "best friend." I scoffed the idea of ever being friends with her.

"Hey Kairi." The voice at the other end of the line called.

"Yeah." I responded.

"I've got something to tell you." I noticed how his voice had a taste of sullenness.

"What?" I asked.

"I can't say...umm." He hesitated. I knew nothing good could come out of his next words.

"Just say it, you can tell me anything." I tried to sound comforting.

"You know what; I'll just call you back later." Then without another word, I heard the click indicating the other person hung up. I scrunched my eyebrows wondering what was happening. Moments later, my cell phone started playing its playful tone.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Umm...yeah Kairi?" Another hesitant voice said. Only this time, it was my best friend Namine.

"Yes...?" I asked.

"Yeah...Sora doesn't want to go out with you anymore. I'm sorry." Her voice said, sounding not the least bit sorry.

"Oh." I muttered as I tried to think of other things to say. "He just called you to say it, didn't he?"

"Yeah...uhh...I gotta go. I'm doing chores and I'd get so in trouble if my mom saw me talking on my phone. So I'll call you later, bye!" I returned to goodbye and pressed "end." I had though I was happy. I was finally free. I loved Sora, but there was a feeling that stopped me from loving him like that. I thought I was happy...until the Monday we went back to school.

They thought they had cleverly hid their relationship, I watched him caress her as if replaying my memories with him but with another girl. Every time he touched her, it had hurt me on the inside. I tried to put a smile on to show everybody else that everything was okay. Now, I watched them everyday. My bond with Namine had shattered that day. I pretend to still be her friend, as the year was ending and we all move on to different schools.

I ponder each day, wondering if I should just let their fake love be. Let them play their sexual games, and hoping that each day they end up having a sad ending. Or should I just tell them how I feel about it, and probably having regrets of depriving them from each other. I hide under a plastic smile each day wondering what to do.