Roses and Flame

Chapter 15

I felt so hurt that I even lost my appetite. My parents tried to make me eat something but instead, I hid under the covers and cried my eyes out. It felt like hours or even days. Daniela tried to call me but I turned off my phone. Was I really that bad? It felt like I didn't deserve to be happy. Why does it always have to be so good before it hurts so bad? Was I really imagining things? It wouldn't be the first time - when I thought Tim liked me more than little sister's annoying friend but it turned out he was just being nice. Ugh, I guess I don't deserve to be happy.

I didn't know what time it was when I finally fell asleep but I guess I did cause I woke up the sun shining through my windows and the sound of chirping birds just outside my room.

Today was Friday so it meant that I was home alone since both of my parents were at work.

Curious to know the time I turned my phone on. It was 10 in the morning but then they came - 3 voice messages from Daniela and 5 from Tyson. What the f-?

I listen to Daniela's first - she was curious and worried about what happened. After listening to all of her's I texted that I'm fine. Now I wasn't sure if I should listen to Tyson's voice messages. Part of me was curious about what he wanted to say but part of me that still felt hurt wanted to just delete them and move on. The curious part won tho so I pressed play.

"Hey, Rosanna," Tyson said, "I don't know what he said but I'm sorry." Who is he and why was Tyson sorry?

"You see I was in the shower when you called," he continued, "and my brother Tyler answered. I heard him talking to someone and when I asked he just said "wrong number". I should've asked him more or actually check my phone then but I didn't. When I finally did and saw your name there I got into a big fight with my brother. I-" but the voice messages was cut off. Eagerly I pressed on the next one.

"Hey, it's me again. I'm so sorry but can we please talk this through? I guess he said something hurtful since you're not picking up your phone. I wish you could pick it up because as funny as it may sound but I miss your voice. Rosanna, please, if you listen to this, call me back, okay?" Does he really miss my voice? I wasn't sure if I should call him right away so I decided to listen to all of the messages first.

"Hi, I know I should have told you about my brother but I didn't know when he was going to come from New York. I also know that I shouldn't have left my phone there where he would pick it up because it's one of his bad habits - answering other people phones. And I also should have texted you more or even called but it's been stressful at work and I didn't have time-" and it was cut off again. I guess there's a limit to how long the message can be but I wish I could've heard him finish at least the sentence.

"It's me, again," he said in the next message, "I know it doesn't change what happened and it's a weak excuse but I really do miss you, Rosanna. I know it's already late and you probably went to bed already but please call me, okay?" Was it just me or this message was shorter? But then again, the message came around midnight. There was one message left so hit play.

"Rosanna," I heard him say a bit sleepy, "it's 2 a.m. but I can't sleep. I hope you are actually sleeping now. What I wanted to say now was that I think a lot about our meeting then. I thought maybe I'd make a bad impression of myself and you would never want to see me again. I know I said a lot then and maybe went too fast by kissing you. I just wanted you to know that I still think you're like an actual goddess, but better. Sweet dreams."

I guess it wasn't all a dream because it sounded like he was thinking about that day as much as I was. I begin to smile. I guess it wasn't the end for us.

My phone buzzed. I looked down and saw there was another message from him. I knew I had to listen.

"Hey, Rosanna," I heard him say, "I hope you're not mad at me and I also hope you had some good rest because I would like to meet you at 5 p.m. the same place we met then. I have a lot to say and I'm hoping you'll listen. Hopefully, see you soon."

I guess I'm going to London in few hours.