credit: 100 themes writing challenge, No 53. Keeping a Secret

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I have a friend. His name is Kibum, I always called him as Kibummie.
He acts nicely, of course, because he doesn’t have other friend than me.

We often hang out together; eating, talking, laughing.. like any friends would do.
But the thing is, there’s one secret about us.
The fact that he’s not real.

I ‘met’ him for the first time when I was 3, we’re on the same age, this imaginary friend of mine.
No, I don’t create him with my mind; he’s just there.
No, he’s not a ghost; a ghost wouldn’t be afraid of watching horror movies.
And no, I’m not insane; though I thought I would lose him when I grew up.

But he always there for me, even until now, when we’re almost reaching 20.

I never talk to him in front of people, they would think I’m weird, but then again, no one is really paying attention to me so I don’t care. I sometimes thought that he might be just an illusion, but every time I think about that, he suddenly appear from nowhere and show me how real he is.

My question is, will this going to last forever?
Im still a normal girl, I want to experience falling in love, even I don’t mind to have a broken heart.

So then, I told him about my thoughts that I have been keeping it as a secret from him. And guess what, Kibum laughed on it.

“Why the hell did you laugh, it’s not funny.” I pouted. I do feel upset.

“Because you’re funny.” He smiled. Suddenly my heart beats faster as I see it.
Yes, this is another secret, that maybe I won’t tell him no matter what happened.
I fell in love with him. I lied about what I thought of falling in love. I already did.
But how can I make this real, when he’s not?

Kibum’s smile is definitely one of the things I love the most in this vast world.

I chuckled, and I believe he can see it so he leaves it.
I don’t know which one is more painful, to have him keep silence about my thoughts, or acting like he doesn’t understand what I want.

Today, I was sitting by myself in front of the house I lived in, waiting for him to come.
Swaying my legs in boredom, I’m thinking that maybe I would tell him about that secret I kept from him.
I know he must think I’m crazy to have falling for him, but I don’t care.
I only have him, and who is he try to kidding, he only has me too!

Ah there he is. I stood up, wanting to walk to him.
As usual, he looks good in everything.
Brown bowler hat. Pastel blue colored suit, white shirt underneath. And khaki pants.

I went, but then I stopped.

There’s someone approaching him.
What- and how?
How could this possibly happened?
He’s not-

He saw me, so he whispered something to the girl who’s walking towards him.
The girl left, and Kibum continued to walk to where I’m standing right now.

“What is happening? How could you have a-“ I said but stopped because of his words.

“It’s time for me to stop this.”

I frowned. What?

“I know that you have a secret, and I know what that is.” He explained and I was petrified.
There’s no way he would find out about my feelings.

“Fine. If you already know it, then fine. I don’t care. Doesn’t matter in what condition we are, I still love you, Kibummie. But what I want to know is who the hell is she? You- you- How could it possible, you’re not even-“

“Real?” He completed my sentence that I found it hard to say. But I’m still nodding in the end.

And then it appears, his smile appear. But this time, it makes me feel shivered.
It makes me scared. This is not him. This is not the friend I fall in love with. This is-

“I know because I create you, my darling. And I admit, I went too far to make you falling for me.” He said.

My eyes grew bigger, as then he whispered to me, “Let me tell you a secret that I kept from you after all of these years, and I’m sorry,” He hang his sentence as suddenly I realized what could possibly be.

Suddenly all the memories played back and I understand all of it.
But no. Please don’t say it. Because when you say it, I will be vanish-

“But that fact is, my beautiful imaginary friend, you’re the one who’s not real.”

His smirk is the evidence that he’s saying the truth,
And his words finally bring me to a broken heart for eternity.
 

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Hi! im back with Kibum's chapter :3

i hope you enjoyed this (evil) one too! thank youu for all the comments and support.. i will reply one by one as soon as possible! thanks again, your support, comment and criticism means a lot to me :)

for you who's been wondering abt how many more will i post, well, it's depend on how often i get the inspiration ^^; tee hee.. because for now, i really dont know how many story more/left i plan on posting here..

always take care of yourself,

z.