Maybe This Time

CHAPTER ELEVEN : ISAAC LEE

CHAPTER ELEVEN   :        ISAAC LEE

            What is it with Isaac lately? I glance at the clock and its quarter to four, and he’s not back to his seat.        

             I went up to the roof deck; he’s sitting by the floor resting his back on the wall.

            “Isaac?” I called out to him; he has headphones on so I walked closer to him, I patted his black curly mane diverting his attention to me, I smiled dearly and hunker down beside him, his eyes are so black that most of the time hides his emotion.

Isaac is an adorable person; he’s sweet and thoughtful that sometimes I feel like he’s stepping further from the line. Though I still find him awkward I never remove my stare at him. I am really trying to figure out what’s running inside his head.

            “What’s up?” I asked him as if there’s nothing wrong, he stares still. As if he’s a mute kid trying to figure out what I just said, he looks lost. I touched his arm and he stares at my hand, what really is wrong with him??

            “Ice.” That’s how I call him, “You are officially scaring the chicken out of me, spill it come on.” I persuade him as if talking to a child. He just glances away and sighed audibly loud.

            “I like you.” He said straight,

            “And I like you too, you’re my brother and I am your sister.” I answered cheerfully. He snorted loud and rolled his eyes, he suddenly stood up and I followed him up,

            “You know what I mean, Vans, stop acting naive about it!” he raises his voice as he spats the words out; I see pain all over his young face. I avoid his eyes and glance elsewhere,

            “We’re not going to talk about this again Isaac.” I said with finality but he just snickers at me, he really is being somebody else with his behaviour, he just keeps on chuckling and I stare at him, half amazed, half dazzled.

            “But when it comes to Victor you are all out.” He accuses me, but how dare him!

            “Victor has nothing to do with this! Step out of your insanity Isaac!” I defended myself, yes, I admire Victor but that is just obvious infatuation!

            Infatuation, huh?

 

            “I see how you act around him Vans, and it’s so unfair in my part because he doesn’t even declare if he has feelings for you and you are so smitten of him, and here I am trying to squeeze myself to your world! It fucking hurts! It stupefying hurts to see you admiring someone who doesn’t even like you back! You are making yourself a fool! You are being stupid!” the last part is the most outrageous of his whole emotional outburst; it feels like an accidental electric shock.

 

            “First of all, I am not stupid.” I say as calm as possible, “Second, don’t lecture me with what to do or act around Victor because you are not in the position to say or do so,” my fists are clenched to my sides, “And lastly, I value you so dearly, I can’t offer you more than friendship Isaac. I can’t step further beyond the line. I’m not risking our friendship.”