2+ years down the memory lane. January. Maybe now.

I look back and I don't think I've always thought about it that way. Yet flipping through memory lane, I realise I'm not as pure. As innocent. I had my ghost, just like her. Maybe I was just better at hiding them. Better at acting. She hinted my image was a green screen after all. 

Maybe because hers was as well. 

True. 

I let that slide by that day though, mainly because I enjoyed her company. That day, I spoke my heart truths to her. I took her as a friend. I looked passed her dagger. We looked past the things so close. 

I enjoyed speaking to her that day still and would flashback to it. Like how I currently am doing so. It was an eye-opener for me. We talked. About who would earn more one day. I laughed. She bet on herself. Herself, rather than her friend. I felt hurt but I let it slide. Mainly because it was the truth. 

I wanted to be a superstar though. One day. 

Either way, we moved on to speaking about...well, life in general. About our insanely biased tutor. We had the same one. She said the tutored favoured her better, I claimed it was someone else. Not me either. I wasn't confident that day. However, that day I didn't feel dragged down though, I felt it was her way of pushing me to the top. 

It worked, I fought harder to be in the tutor's favour. Only because I wanted to be better than her. No, I just wanted a few praises. 

And now, thinking about it - she wanted too. 

After all, she had grown up in a place where a family was too harsh on her. Who expected so much from her. Who never complimented her. She tried so hard, as well. 

She made me regret the mean words I said to her. 

That day I complimented her. That day I heard her state that my compliment was an obvious. Her words annoyed me. I forgot it was part of her upbringing. To always be the best, to always be successful. That day I realised that life wasn't a fairytale. And it was my fault this time. 

That day I realised that reality was fate. That our relationship was simply ghosts against each other. Wanting to win each other. 

Yet I knew I'll continue to blame her for our crippled friendship. And that she'll hate me for winning her at the least insignificant things. Just that, I'm starting to realise I'm more aware now.

That day was the day our friendship took down a waterfall. Beautiful for one, painful for another. I feel that the both of us will be inflicted by both emotions. The cuts from the rocks. 

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A/N 

I wanted this chapter to be happy but that didn't work. After all, this was what I was feeling today. I started to realise how twisted and sick her friendship with me is. Just two people trying to beat each other. 

True, I tried my best to compliment her and all that but I'll still view myself as the 'better person'. The one that was trying to help her and it really saddened me that I have became the person I never wanted to be. 

On a side note, I just want to thank you for taking this journey with me. It is indeed my darkest era now and I'm thankful for all your support. 

I know this chapter is kind of abrupt but I originally wrote the story as one shots. 

Lots of love to you,

MeltingRelations 

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