
"Book?" he said with a incredulous look on his face as his fingers played with the side of the door. I nodded and pushed my hair back that had flown in my face.
"Yes, a book." I replied looking up at him, his bright orange hair a mess from several times when he mussed them up, it was like seeing him waking up in the morning. His eyes narrowed for a second as he thought about it.
"Want me to take you?" he asked and I shook my head with a little smile. "Where is it?" and I pointed over my shoulders towards my right.
"Right there.. you know next door." I lied and he nodded. I hated lying to him, always made me feel uncomfortable and squirmy to be untruthful to him, but I couldn't tell him that it was actually somewhere else in a different plaza altogether. But I could manage, I didn't want him to waste time on me as he was doing something for himself for once.
"Don't go far ok? Be back quick." He told me sternly like a mother or something and inside my head, I laughed. I answered with a curt nod and turned my back on him and walked away not turning around for a second glance.
Even if it was because he was short on time... what really surprised me was the sound of concern that came with it when he said the last part, it completely took me off guard for a moment before I regained composure in my mind. I was happy to know that somewhere inside he cared, it was weird but it lighted my day even more to know that fact. He may not show it half the time but he seems to care, hahaha... Or maybe because he feared that I would run away again to places unknown like the last several times I was with him..(seeing him worried always struck me as weird). He doesn't like it when I pull those stunts and I don't really know why asides from voluntarily wanting to find me.. which is a waste of time because no matter what I can always find a way home. Also he seems to silently tell me that he dislikes my way of being alone.. I just noticed how many things I just seem to do that pisses him off! Imagine that! I was apparently pushing his buttons too without even noticing it. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I couldn't go inside because I would feel like puking if I was there to watch the careful process of choosing prom pictures it still pulls at the wound that's gently healing overtime. So I lied to make myself more comfortable and because I needed an excuse, I didn't really need a book.. I just had to find an escape before the bell jar comes crashing down again.
***
"Left!" she said loudly with an irritated voice and he changed lanes. I could feel the tension mounting in the car as we drove on and yet I couldn't do anything. The girl on my right was on the phone and talking bitterly into it, there was some complaints and there was some harsh comments thrown. Even then I knew that she was mad too, they all were.
"Fuck. Shut up!" he retorted angrily as he swerved left and all their weight was thrown against me. She pulled her arms across her chest and scowled out the window. She didn't have the right to yell at him like that I thought to myself, he was driving her not the other way around. She should've been more grateful that he was even driving as he was late to class as it is. As we arrived at the destination the girl hung up angrily and muttered something under her breath. After slammed doors and angry words the car drove on silently.
"What about you?"he asked looking at me from the rear view mirror, I glanced at him for a second before returning to look out the window mindlessly.
"I'll go with you to class, my mom will pick me up there." I said with a sweet smile, there it was again those impeccable lies that just seemed to spew out of my mouth. I really didn't want him to know that I was going to walk, a girl once told me that it made him felt like he was abandoning me or something like that. But he was late and again I could manage the distance. I didn't want him to get into anymore trouble because of us, it was the only reason I lied. Always for his sake, for he was always on my mind.
"Bye." he said softly and again I nodded as I stood waiting as if mom was actually coming to get me, once I saw him safely inside I ran as fast as I could turning only once to make sure he wasn't watching.
I can't tell you why, but I am happy even with him near me.. I am happy. I can see the bond that's formed between me and him, the secret life that only we two know. A bond that is thicker than blood and skin and that takes understanding and trust.. I did it. I finally won his trust, maybe that's why I'm so happy to be with him.. I understand.
1 comment:
you better understand niggaa
lols jk
spaghetti isnt quite as satisfying knowing i couldve had sushi ;(
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