Rex the Period and Silence

#15 When The Socks is Left Behind

I head to my room with an excited yet worried heart. I am a wicked woman, I noticed, started from that moment, from the moment I could see the twinkle in his eyes, I've never wished the best for their relationship. Though I was saying that I've been reconsidered my feeling for him and claimed myself have let him go, I still can't avoid but to feel a little bit delighted when a problem is detected in their relationship. I shouldn't have said it to myself, because now I know how evil I am. I should be sorry to her and help him to get her no matter what it takes__but sorry, I need a little more time to think about that.

For all this time, Prisca has taken care of me so much. No one ever taught me as she did, no one ever led as she did. After all, we are just the foreigner who lives in the different country with our family, roughly saying, we are growing ourselves up. The fifteens years old of us who found no family, no house, no parents, could only rely on each other, be each other parents, be each other family, and create our own cozy home in spite of the strict dorm where we lived. Prisca was the person who accompanied me growing up and be one of my role models. I don't know what she taught about me as I did nothing big enough to impact her. I like her so much, but why can't I let her has him? When he doesn't even perceive me as a girl.

On the bed, I turn the notification of my phone to the biggest volume, I am afraid that I'll miss James's call or message. 10 P.M...10:30...11:00...12:00, my phone doesn't even move an inch. No vibration is detected, no notification, no call. He said he wanted to call me, where is he? He usually comes to me just to hear my opinion on his problem, what takes him so long to spill it out? I am waiting for him until 3.45 A.M in the morning and hear nothing but the sound of cricket and the chirping of the birds. After controlling my mind by saying to myself that he might settle the problem with her first, I fall asleep.

11 A.M my phone is ringing and I automatically jump from my bed and receive the call, "Hello! How do you feel?" I ask James.

"Me? I'm fine," wait__isn't it Billy's voice? I look at the screen and Billy's name is carved on my phone. "Why do you ask? How about you? Are you doing fine?" Billy's voice comes through my ear. "Why are you calling?" ask me while get rid of the eye booger in my eyes. The excitement falls down in a flash. "I guess, it's the first time you take my call so fast!" he is beating around the bush. Deep down in my heart, I am telling him that I was mistaken for his call with James. "Why are you calling me, at this hour," I ask him again. He is disturbing my hibernation hour and I hate that. "What do you mean by this hour? It's eleven!" "So, why are you calling?" I replay the same question again, preventing him to ask me the reason why I sleep in.

"I'm just wondering, what are you going to do in the evening?" He says. "Do you have a part-time job today?"

"No, I don't, why?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Me? I'll swim."

"Let's go together!"

"What?" Billy said himself that he hates sport so much, yet he is coming with me?

"You are coming with me? Why?"

"I want to have some fun with you."

"I don't think you can find some fun in sport," I make a joke. When it comes to sport, he habitually complains that his heart is beating too fast, his ears are going deaf, he is dying, the sky is going upside down and his head is turning around. How can someone like him find pleasure in sport? "Prisca also comes with us!" He almost tears my ears down with his screaming. I guess it is the only reason why he says he'll have some fun. All this time, whenever I told her to come with me, she always makes an excuse.

The fifth year of our friendship has never ever succeeded bring her closer either to the swimming pool or running track. Does this matter bother her so much that she needs to refresh her mind by doing what she always refuses? "Really? she didn't tell me."