MEGHAN'S POV
"I shouldn't have done this. Why did I do this! Oh no! what if he comes to know?" I mindlessly say as I pace around my room. This is a mistake. How can it not be a mistake. Or wait this isn't a mistake, "it is fate. Yes it is fate."
"Then fate it is." My best friend, Eva agrees with me.
"Oh wait what is fate?" I ask her as I start walking from one end of the room to the other. Eva slaps her head and gives me the strange look before explaining.
"Destined to happen?" Don't judge me. I know the meaning the word. But right now I'm in a situation where neither my conscious mind is working nor my sub-conscious mind. The only thing working is my legs.
"If only you could shut your mouth or less, speak in a low voice none of this would have happened." She was right. I should have kept quite. Why is it the hardest thing to do?
Few hours earlier, At Emernst High College.
I walked inside the cafeteria with Eva and we took our usual seats. Well everyone has their own seats like unofficially reserved.
"So he now knows your name. But just the name. Also he doesn't know that both of you'll are one." Eva clarifies after hearing my story. "So now, what you gonna do?" she continues and starts eating her sandwich.
"I had no clue he will be in my own college. I messaged him thinking it was Andrew and then I liked chatting with him and then it went with flow."
When Keith messaged yesterday about the suicide situation and said that he knew the girl's name, my heart started running through the dark forest with no rescue. There's nothing wrong in getting to know him and chat with him. The problem starts when this works vice-versa. I cannot be anything more than a phone buddy to him. Other than Eva I have no friends.
Not that I am introvert or walls build around or whatever people say but I can't trust anybody but my own people with my secret. Yes, I have a secret. No wait, I AM the secret.
"How did all of this start?" Eva questioned while savouring her sandwich.
"Wrong number. Then he texted about some competition about comebacks and wanting to learn some comebacks and-" I was interrupted by a voice.
"Seems like you are talking about me." Both I and Eva look at this boy with confusion evident on our faces. He notices and continues, "Hi, I am Keith."
"Come back?" Both of us said in union. Isn't it actually come again?
"Yes, the comebacks one. So which one of you is my mysterious girl." he took a seat a seat beside us as if he owned it. Both I and Eva look at each other trying to form an answer. Meghan think of something. Wait, did he?
"Did you just call her my, meaning yours? When did this happened?" I try my best to signal Eva emphasising on the word her, hoping she would get my message.
"I meant not mine...actually.." Keith is out of words and I wander if he could still be the bad/popular guy.
"You don't now her, she won't like anyone calling her yours. MY FRIEND IS NOT A THING." Eva , my Eva. I'm so proud she understands me so well. I smile to her and immediately come back to the situation. I'm starting to hate the word 'comeback'
"So she is your friend. I actually came to you Meghan to complement you for yesterday. But now I have a different motive. Can you tell me about this girl, your friend? It will be a great help." No bad feelings, but I regret saving David's life.
I did what came to mind and what any sane person would do. "We cannot share anything about her. It's her choice to let you know about her. And.. and we need to go back to class." I stood and so did Eva and we practically ran out of the cafeteria.
Present time
"I think we should go with your plan. Stay away from him, message him like being the other you and focus on your plan." I agree with Eva. I have 2 goals- Ignore Keith in person and Attend Keith on chats.
Does it sound simple. Other than the grammatic mistake I guess is it!
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