Only for you

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

It was Bryan who had found me when I was walking like a zombie a few blocks away from the hostel. The same words were repeating in my head and although, I did cry a bit (more than I should for a guy who was equivalent to nearly a stranger to me), in a small alleyway beside a trashcan with two stray cats to keep me company, I still wanted to cry.

My mind was eating me with questions and the most important of them was

Why had I let a guy affect me like that?

I was the one to see Bryan first, leaning on the side of a small ice-cream parlor and although I walked straight past him, he didn’t spot me until I was a well twenty meters away from him.

“Brooke!”

I made no pretence to walk faster and walked in the same pace, crashing into masses of perfumed office workers.

“ Brooke! Wait!” I barely heard a shirek when Bryan managed to crash into a man in his hurry to get to me, but I still looked back to see Bryan running full-paced towards me with two men chasing him.

“Run Brooke!” He griped my hand and dragged me alongside him. Together we ran, pushing into men and women and being subjected to cussings. I could only feel Bryan’s warm hand over mine and a stray tear fell down from my eyes, as I picked up my pace.

“ There!” Bryan dragged me behind a small bakery, shielding his body with mine as men rushed past us. As the yelling subcided, he looked at me.

“ Brooke!”

I realized then that I had been crying, looking at Bryan’s wet white shirt through my blurry vision, I realized that my infatuation with Alex was more than just a plain and simple crush.

Your not the one for me.

I never could have fathomed that mere words could hurt me so much, could rip away my soul and make me want to puke, would make my heart feel so heavy and make me incapable of breathing properly.

As I recalled, I never could have understood the meaning of rejections and the pathetic onslaught of tears that the girls used to have after them.

But right now, I was in one of their positions and felt like crawling up my bed and just cocoon myself with all those blankets.

The bed had never seem so appealing uptil now.

I felt a tug in my arm as Bryan dragged me to the door of the small bakery. Through my blurry vision, I saw the name “ The Emily’s”. The bell chimed and within a few moments, I was sitted in one of the window-facing chairs with Bryan just opposite to me.

Bryan looked at me after passing a critical eye over the whole place. He nodded to himself as if it was suitable to console a crying hysterical girl.

As his gaze shifted towards me, he cringed at the glare I was giving him.

“ What is the meaning of all this?” My voice was surprisingly steady, and my head never felt more clearer. It seemed as if emotions sometimes should be expressed instead of locking it up within ourselves.

“ Are you okay?”

I didn’t bother to look at him as I slowly nodded my head.

Instead my gaze fixed on the decorations of the shop.

“ I was very afraid to see you like that, so devasta-“ He shut up as he looked at me.

“ Tell me, why are we here? As far as I remember, we are no longer friends.”