Fransisco Chime {D9}{DONE}

So you’ve heard about my extremely attractive looks,Franky winks cheekily, my insanely hilarious personality, I guess that only leave my past. Well my past is something I generally keep secret, you know, I don’t really let the prying eyes of the public in. but I guess you can keep it our little secret it won’t hurt. He smiles as he leans back on the couch, into a more comfortable position, as if there was a long story coming. Well it all started when I was just a young boy… Yeah, I’m not really into these fairy tale beginning, let’s just get into the real stuff, the stuff that your ears desperately want to hear.

I was only young when I meet my best friend. We were quiet similar as we liked to play pranks on others, we were immature, and we both loved to put smiles on others faces. We were jokers, comedians. We were known as the troublesome terrors. We did absolutely everything together, we were inseparable. A distant smile spreads across his face as he thinks back to the time, as he remembers his childhood.. We would joke around, play fight; we did everything that kids our age did. But then we had this argument, something that tore us apart, that ripped us in two. We were no longer inseparable; we were no longer the kids that did everything together.

It surprises me how one little act can wreck something so good. One little mistake can turn everything that matters to you into dust. Dust that flies away in the wind. Never to return. That was our friendship. It was never to be replaced, or healed. What we had was gone forever. Well that’s what we –I- had thought for many years.

Many years passed and I joined this ‘Pride’ this group of people that lived away from the rest. It was lonely at first, but I found my place, and in a matter of short weeks I was welcomed, even honoured to have found them. I had found my purpose in life, to make people smile the way I used to. But it never felt the same, no without my bestie. Not without Hugo. I missed him so much, but no matter how much I missed him, he was never came back. Well that’s what I had thought. Until a couple weeks after had found my place in the pride, another person had come by and joined the group. I hadn’t believed it at first, but then I had realised that this wasn’t just any person…. That this was the person I had spent my childhood with. The person who had gone through my good and my bad times.

It wasn’t till that moment that I realised that no matter how hard you hurt a person, that no matter how close to you they are, that they will still be there for you. It may take them a while to get over, but they will come around, and once again they will be there for you. Just like they always had.

Then from then on wards, I never hurt him again, cause I realised how important he was to me, how much he meant to me… I realised that I didn’t want to live life without him. Cause without Hugo, there was no life to live. Without my best friend, there was no point in me living on this earth.

His eyes glistens with tears as he recited the past that had caused him many heart aches.at the past that had made him realise what friendship is about. so… Yeah that’s my past… He clears his throat, but says no more, he just stares into space. Thinking. Thinking about life. thinking about how lucky he is to have realised that he was lucky.