You Make Me Feel

46. you make me feel

FELIX

After reuniting with my friends, it is only right I complete it by making Agnes forgive me. That's if she ever agrees to talk to me.

Nonetheless, I take a leap of faith to visit her at home in the evening. After a hesitant knock on the door that goes unanswered, after I virtually catch cold feet and after I decide to return back home, giving up, aunty Cherry finally opens the door all dressed up in formal clothes.

"What are you doing here?" She casts a serious glare at me. It's not exactly as furious as before but it doesn't seem she's delighted to welcome me in.

"I know you don't want me here, but I just need to speak with Agnes. Please."

"Did you think after making her cry, you've got any right to see her?!"

What! Did she really cry for my sake?

Focus, boy! "Aunt, I know I wronged her, that's why I'm here. I want to apologize. She deserves an explanation from me."

"Why should I let you inside if you're only going to lie to her all over again?"

Oh Agnes, now is a good time to come outside, I beg of you. I know you're in there and you can hear me at the door. Please... talk to me before aunty Cherry drives me out of here.

"Felix, I want you to get out right now."

She might as well pull my arm and force me out of the house like a street beggar. I glance inside and thankfully, Agnes walks right towards us at the front.

"Aunt, I'll talk to him."

I exhale heavily. What a relief and in the nick of time too. Agnes stares determinedly for a good minute that I begin to feel like I might combust in flames.

Aunty Cherry sees how inclined she is to finally have this conversation. "Why are you even out here?"

"Please, let me talk to him. I want to hear what he has to say for himself."

"Five minutes! I'm giving you only five minutes and you're out of here." With the last withering look left in her towards me, she turns back blue in the face.

"I'm—"

"Before you say anything, I want you to have it at the back of your mind that I won't let myself be fooled by you again. You may have deceived me once, it's not going to happen twice. And if you were going to ask for my forgiveness, don't bother because I don't intend to hold a grudge against anyone."

That is quite the lecture and a momentous one for that matter. Has she really developed a cold heart? I realize her energetic smile has drained from her face, and now all I see is a girl who will annihilate whoever dares to hurt her feelings. I also try to understand what she meant by that last sentence. "Does it mean you have forgiven me?" I ask.

"No," she says firmly.

I sigh. I guess that went well. "I'm just glad you decided to talk to me. That alone is enough."

"Don't you play that card. You think you can go all sentimental with me so my feelings towards you will change?"

I hang my mouth open. "Is that what you really think of me? That is an unfair thing to say... and you're not entirely wrong. Is it working? I guess not. Sorry."

"I don't think you're sorry yet, and I know what you're doing. But I'm not like all of the girls you dated before. Get that in your head. Well, since you're satisfied that I decided to save you from getting kicked out, you can go home now."

What a brilliant way to end a conversation. Not even my charm will work on her at this point. I better go straight to the reason I'm here in the first place. "The inter-house competition starts next week. I don't mind if you don't support my house but I hope you'll be there."