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It has been two days since I last saw Red. It didn't feel like two days, actually it felt longer. The hours seemed like days when I think about him. Questions filled my head that made me regret every word, every action and every thought I even had on him.
Nicole called me twice last night. She's been calling me non-stop, but I don't feel like talking or seeing people right now. I locked myself in my room and balled my eyes out with romantic movies. I haven't eaten any healthy meals. My grandmother threathened that she'll call a psychiatrist if I won't say anything to her. I just lied about school stressing me out. I can't tell her that I'm broken, because of Red. She'll go delusional.
Today is the third day, but I'm still in pain. I'm still wondering how he can manage this kind of feeling. Is he in pain? I know I was the one who wanted to stay away from him, but I'm beginning to think of it as a mistake. It is more painful than I thought.
I don't feel like going to school tomorrow. I need a vacation. I can't wait for the Christmas break, but it's still a month away.
Knock knock
I turned to face the door.
"James, someone's looking for you."
"Sure, I'll be there in a minute."
Anticipation and excitement fills my inside. I hope, really hope, that it's Red. I can imagine it already. He is going to say he's sorry and we can go back like we used to. I fixed my bed and checked myself at the mirror. Shit. I look literally like shit. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I'm guessing that it only took me less than 10 minutes to prep myself up.
"James, someone's looking for you." My grandmother said again with a little frustration on the tone of her voice.
"Yeah, I just fixed my bed. I said I'll be right there!"
I want to look decent when Red sees me. I took a red shirt with the logo of the Gryffindor on it. It's a little big for me, but I like sleeping on it since I feel so free and warm. I held the doorknob of my room. Thinking about Red and the things he will say just excites me. It has been two days, well going three, and it has been killing me. I just can't put it out my head.
I tried to go down calmly. I don't want to look excited nor uninterested. The house if filled with silence. My grandmother is at the garden trimming her rose bushes. It's her routine every Sunday. I don't know, but I guess it's in our genes to have unusual routines every day.
I went in to the living room and my small grin turned into a frown.
"What the fuck? Aren't you glad I'm here?" Nicole scoffed.
"Uh, ofcourse. I just thought you were someone else."
I took a seat beside her on the couch. She rested her head on my shoulder.
"What happened to you? It feels like you removed yourself from the world. We never hang out anymore. You could tell me anything, right? I just don't want you to go through this again..."
"Stop, please. I don't want to think about it. I was just busy..." I cut her off.
"Busy? With what? Chick flick movies you find on the internet? C'mon, I'm not stupid. I know something is wrong when you don't pick up your phone." She turned to face me. I still looked ahead. She'll give me a tell-me-the-truth look.
I sighed. I don't want to talk about things here, even though my grandmother is outside. I can't afford her hearing things about me.
"Let's not do it here. You know how I am when it comes to talking about things."
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3-Minute Passion (BoyxBoy)
Fiksi Remaja3-Minute Passion is a semi-true story of a teenager named, James Conner who is still figuring out what life lies ahead aside from the face of his laptop and journals. It is about self discovery to the unreal world we have. It is about confronting fe...