Right Where You Left Me ✔

Chapter 6: Phase One.

Kai

"Kai?" 

I couldn't believe this. He was calling me. He was really calling me this time and I couldn't believe that this was his voice. I held the phone away from me and look towards the name of the caller to see if it was him but when I saw the name, it said 'unknown caller'.

"S-stan?" I spoke out, clearly not believing that this was him. But why was his phone number so different? What was he doing calling me with a different number? Did he think that I would never pick up if I saw his name pops into my screen?

He then let out a breath of contentment and I could feel his smile grew. "This is Kai, isn't it? Phew... what a relief to hear your voice. I thought I was lost for a second there," What is he talking about? Is he drunk?

"Are you drunk?" I asked, my brows furrowed to why he was playing with me like this. He knows damn well that I don't like going in circles.

"What?! No! Of course not! I think I'm in trouble. But I'll explain more later. I'm borrowing some old man's phone, and he seems to really not like that I'm doing so...,"

I was getting more confused about what was happening. "W-what?!"  My voice cracks to the turbulence that was just growing evermore, and it had me stumbling with my footsteps as I tried to get to the kitchen and get a glass of water for my drying throat.

"I'm so sorry! But... can you pick me up? I'm at some park, and it looks like there's this weird sculpture that shoots water out of it? What was it called?" A fountain.

But seriously, why was he acting this way towards me. Is there something going on? What in the world is on his mind right now? And mostly what was in my mind right now was:

What? What? What?!

After that, he ended the call when the old man whom he borrowed the phone from snatched the phone away from him and I could hear him arguing with the man like they were the same age. My mind was in a haze as I tried to recollect myself after what had happened. 

He called me but why was he acting that way? Did he realize he made a mistake, and he wanted to come back? All of a sudden I realized something that Stan often do: pranking. 

Was this his way of pranking me? Saying he wanted to break up then do this to surprise me? What the hell even was that? 

"What's with all this nonsense?" I gritted through my teeth - trying to suppress the anger that I had if it was true he was doing this to get to me. It was not funny to prank a break up when all I was feeling was hurt and sorrow. 

But... Stan wouldn't go that far with a prank. Yeah, sure he would lead me to feel embarrassed with his pranks, but they weren't that too much of a prank. They were usually the small kinds of pranks that would make me feel annoyed but at the same time wants to hug him so tightly for being such an adorable goofball. 

Oh my god... what was I thinking? I need to move on from him. We're over now...

So without hesitation, I went on to grab my keys and my wallet from my vanity desk to get where he was at. At the same time, when I wanted to walk out of the bedroom... my eyes stopped to look myself in the mirror and saw how I looked.

It wasn't that bad... just that I needed some shower and clean myself a bit. Which then led me to look down to the wall clock to see what time it was. It was around eleven-thirty in the morning. Looking back to myself... I grumbled out a curse because I was doing something that would make me regret doing.

"Fuck it, I'm gonna take a shower first. He can wait a little longer," I gave up, throwing my keys and my wallet to my bed and went to take a quick shower to make me look more alive. I wasn't going to let him see that I have been crying for a month. It wasn't very nice to let him see me like that, and I am not going to force a pity coming from him. Like he said, 'move on' and so I wanted to do it. I wanted to move on and one way I was doing so was not let him see that I just became a miserable mess of heartbroken lover.