"Do not worry, for I will recognize you once we meet again; I will be there."
He thought it's a weird combination, I meant the ocean and coffee. Lucas told me it's unusual that I bring coffee whenever he invites me to the beach. He says coffees are for cozy weather and not for summer getaways. I don't find it weird though. I find it calming.
So, yes. We're on a vacation. We decided to do island-hopping for today, and I am here inside my room, undecided. Do I wear the mustard one-piece swimsuit paired with my favorite cardigan or my favorite floral beach dress? I couldn't decide if both are my favorite!
"C'mon, we're gonna miss the boat!" says my impatient boyfriend, impatiently knocking the door.
"Yes, I'm on it!" So, I made up my mind and wore the latter. But of course, I brought the swimsuit, just in case I change my mind on the way. I'm indecisive nowadays.
I opened the door and saw Lucas standing; eyebrows are about to meet, arms crossed. I still gave him my sweetest smile and turned around showing off my dress to him.
"Do I look beautiful?" He smiled and nodded.
It took us four hours to see all the islands. It was fun. I had Lucas take pictures of me and the view. We had only one photo together since he hates cameras. This is my third summer with him. Last year, we spent it on a camp.
"You know, I really like to eat shrimps." I told him while munching on some other food on the table.
"You know you have allergies." He said pinching my nose and ate all the shrimps. I pouted. I hate it when he could easily just eat the things I am craving.
"Aren't you gonna answer your phone?" His phone is ringing for a couple of minutes now. He's still in my room. After our dinner, we decided to watch a movie.
"Not important." He answered shortly and popped some popcorn into his mouth.
"Why? Who's calling?" I asked and was about to get the phone on the table when he suddenly snatched it away.
"It's mom. I don't want to talk to her right now. We're watching a movie." He explained.
It's the first time I heard him say those things. I mean, he's not like that towards his mom. When I once went to their house, he seemed to be so close to tita that I mock him for being a mama's boy. And he could even answer it right now, regardless of the movie; it could be an important call.
"I'm gonna get some soda in the fridge." Before he could stand, the phone rang again. And this time, Lucas hurriedly went to the mini-kitchen bringing his phone with him.
I don't know, but I felt very nervous. My heart beat is too fast. It's like telling me to eavesdrop Lucas because something is not right. My guts are telling me something's off. I slowly got off of the sofa and tiptoed to the mini-kitchen. I saw Lucas facing the opened refrigerator, phone on his ear.
"I told you not to call right now! I'm with Bella." He said angrily. "I know we had a deal, but not tonight...What?! What are you doing here? Okay! I'll be there. I'll be there by eleven...Bye!"
My mind couldn't process the words I heard. I stared at his back for a while and later realized that he is about to go back to the living room. I slapped my cheek and hurriedly went back before he could.
"What took you so long? You missed the good part!" I told him and acted like I didn't hear a thing.
"I couldn't choose what soda to get, haha." I didn't expect his answer. My expression changed all of a sudden because that's when I knew my gut was right. My heart beat was right. He lied to me and didn't tell me about the call, and damn, I feel like I am betrayed.
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Letters I Never Wrote
General Fiction"Is it even possible to hurt for a love you haven't found yet?" She asks herself. Ysabella Coughlin have always had vivid dreams about a man she doesn't recognize, a man she has never met in her entire life, and in her dreams, loop a scenario where...