The Things I Can See, Hear and Feel

Alfred and Honoka had been best friends in high school, however upon entering college Honoka dies leaving Alfred behind. This is a story of how Alfred copes with Honoka's death and his unrequited love

Fire burns in my heart, it’s sharp licking flames reach every end of me, the pangs of guilt rush through me, as I think of you and only you, my best friend...

...Honoka...

“Wake-up Al!  Alfred! Wake-up!” My eyes flutter open and here she is, just like a moving picture from my dream, my best friend, Honoka. I look at her and decide to ignore her like I have been for the past few days, then gather my things from my desk. Then looking at the clock by the wall of my apartment, I just realized that I had 5 more minutes before Professor Matthews' lecture begins, so I leave without looking back, or talking to Honoka once again. I won’t talk to her. No matter what I will never talk to her again, because Honoka Andrews, my best friend died a month ago.

“You got this part wrong Al.” My imagination of my best friend points at one of my answer in the exams I am currently taking. Once again I ignore her. I feel like I’m going crazy. This has been going on since she died. Why do I keep on seeing things? Why is it that Honoka must haunt me like this?

“Time’s up! Hand over your papers.” Professor McAllen announces. I take my time and hand my paper last. Prof. McAllen looks over it and then says. “You got this part wrong Alfred.”

After I leave the lecture hall Honoka brushes past me and says, “Told you so.” I look at her but again I don’t say anything. I can never really accept it, her death. It’s better like this. I don’t want anybody to know I’m seeing things. I don’t want them to take it away. Don’t leave me again Honoka.

“Merry Christmas Alfred.” Honoka beams at me with her usual cheerful smile. It has been about 4 years now since her death, and in a few months I will be graduating, and I wonder if she will still be with me until then. I look at her, but like always I say nothing. I always let her talk. I like listening to her voice.

Graduation came, and after the ceremony I temporarily go back to my dorm room to gather some of my lighter baggage. I enter the room to find Honoka waiting for me with a smile on her face. “Congratulations on graduating Alfred. I knew you’d make Honors.” Honoka then comes forward and then gives me a kiss. “Alfred, I’m happy that you have kept on treasuring me. I had wanted to stay by your side until you forget about me. But really Alfred… This has to stop. I want you to move on.” Tears had unconsciously gathered up in my eyes, tears I had never dared shed even at her funeral. Tears I regret not shedding at the time. And for the first time in those four years I finally answer her back. “How can I forget you? Honoka each passing day since you’ve died reminds me that you WERE here and it keeps eating away a huge part of my heart. I could never forget you. It was unfair! I couldn’t even see you or talk to you before you died! Even if we had promised that we’d talked even if we had gone into different colleges. Cause I was so busy I didn’t know. I’m sorry that I didn’t know. I loved you Honoka. I love you and I damn wish I could have told you.”

As my tears were gushing and my knees had fallen, Honoka rushes to hug me. “I know Alfred. I love you too.”

Author's Note

Reviews, comments and the like are very much welcome. Thank you :)

Reviews

[Farheen]

The way you wrote the story really reflected the pain that the protagonist must be going through. Beautiful story

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

This is so sad! it is a horrible feeling to lose a best friend, one who is like a sister. Unrequited love is a terrible feeling. I love how you made it ambiguous as to whether she is actually there or a product of a troubled and aggrieved imagination

[Kagami2110]

Thank you :)