The best friend

The best friend

I fixed the fascinator on my head and ran my hands down the bridesmaids dress I was wearing. I took a deep breath and cleared the lump in my throat. I won’t cry, I told myself. My best friend was getting married today, I should be happy for him. Except I wasn’t. I couldn’t be.

Adrian and I had been best friends since childhood. Everyone including our parents, thought we would eventually get married. We were inseparable.

That was until, Adrians step dad sent him overseas to finish his college education. Even then, we would talk all day, about everything and anything. The years Adrian spent abroad were the worse years of my life. There was a constant ache in my heart anytime I thought about him. It was then I realized that I was in love with him. I had planned to tell him the second he returned.

As you already guessed, he came back with not just a girlfriend, but a fiancee. When he told me he was seeing someone, I didn’t take it seriously. I figured nothing could compare to the bond we shared and by the time I told him my feelings, he would feel the same and we would love happily ever after.

In all the years I’d known Adrian, I had never see him so happy. His face shone as they made preparations for the wedding. I knew I couldn’t tell him anymore and I lost my chance. So I did the only thing left to do, I excitedly planned the wedding with him and here I was, matching behind his fiancee as she made her way up the aisle.

I took my seat and watched them exchange vows. My vision was blurred and there was a loud banging in my head. My heart was breaking into a million pieces and I felt like I was dying. I clutched my chest as tears flowed down my cheeks. My mum squeezed my hands and offered me a sad smile. She was the only one that knew what I was going through.

Just before Adrian said “I do”, he looked at me and smiled. I gave him a slight nod, encouraging him to go on and once again, I felt my heart shatter into tinier pieces.

Adrian was happy. I couldn’t ruin his happiness for selfish reasons. Adrian loved Fanan. He was happy with Fanan. He would never be happy with me. If he loves me, he won’t be marrying another woman right? Unless… Unless he was only doing this to make me jealous.

The hope that had sparked in my heart died instantly when I saw the way he looked at her. He loved her. I could see it.

Then I heard the pastor say

“If anyone anyone knows of any reason why this two should not be joined together as man and wife, speak now or forever hold your peace”

There was silence in the whole church as everyone looked round even me. After about a minute, the pastor went on

“In the absence of…”


Everyone was looking around, searching for the source of the voice I looked back too, wondering where the voice had come from. To my surprise, everyone was looking at me

“Tenny, what are you doing?” My mum asked, a mixture of surprise and disappointment evident in her voice. I turned to Adrian.

“Excuse me” I heard him say to the priest before dragging me out of the hall

“Tenny, what—“

“I’m in love with you Adrian, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you ever since, but I can’t watch you get married. I ca—“

“I know”

If it was even possible, my heart broke even more

“What do you mean by you know”

Adrain sighed heavily.

“I’ve known ever since Tenny. And the truth is, I love you too”

I felt like the sun was shining directly on my broken heart as a smile spread out on face

“Yes. Yes. I knew it.” I squealed excitedly

“Tenny, you’re not—“

“Don’t worry Adrain, I’ll tell Fanan for you. She may be—“

“Tenny!” He snapped

I shock at the anger in his voice

“I love you Tenny, but only as a friend” he paused, the sadness and disappointed I saw in his eyes was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Then he spoke again “And we can’t even be that anymore, because you just ruined the happiest day of my life”

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