While the practice was going, I kept observing him, even so, I couldn't descry the sociable guy I had spent the dusk with. He was way too different. I speculated he has a personality disorder but joins the team is not an easy option for someone like that. Dissociative identity disorder? It has crossed my mind, it'll be too dramatic I guess. I heard that someone with multiple personalities will only show the symptoms when the environment or condition is too hard for them to bear. Surely it'll take time to change, still and all, I can see he is the same Li-Zhuang I knew. Yet...whatever...I'm not his friend and it's not like I will date him anyway.
"How can you shower so fast?" En-Hui appears when I am drying my hair. "Are you sure you washed your scalp thoroughly?" everyone asks me that question over and over again. I just need five minutes to wash my head and seven minutes in maximum if I try to massage myself. Sometimes, I get skeptical of myself whether I wash it clean or not. En-Hui is the cute senior who always gossip about hot guys including Li-Zhuang. "Have you take the shift together with Li-Zhuang?" through the mirror, she looks at me. "Tomorrow is my shift with him...just the two of us...so boring," her dear eyes are whining.
"Don't you like him? I thought you'll be excited," response me.
"Besides his face, I like nothing about him," her white hand put down the hairdryer. "Have you ever hear his voice? I wonder does he have a friend or not. Even the boys said they heard it twice? Or once?" I don't know how to react to her testimonial, cause in my case he is a chatty guy and I am confused enough to find the answer why. So, I cheer her up for the day after today and clear off from the washroom. He didn't even catch my eyes when I delivered my goodbye to everyone. He indeed has no business with me.
The beautiful crepuscule where the sky was orange mixed with violet has gone remaining the pitchy night. The lady afore me opens her flashlight to lead her direction. I wish she can leave my sight as soon as possible for I enjoy the lightless road than anything where I can't spot my shadow and I have clue if my eyes are open or not. "HEY!" that lady screams so loud and a bunch of steps running away is detected. I run toward her hastily in case something bad happened to her, "Are you okay, Ma'am?"
"Uh!" she startled. "A group of guys was punching someone, I guess," she is directing her flashlight to the lane on her right side and a guy who is laying battered is uncovered. "Oh my!" she gasps and approaches him. "Are you okay?" through her flashlight the guy's face is revealed, "BILLY?!"
"You know him?" Says the lady.
"Let me check," I shine the flashlight right to his face. "What's wrong with you! Why are you pick a fight with them!" We help him to lean on the wall, "She is my friend, you can go in your way. Thank you for drove them away," he speaks the word as he wishes. I should have declined it but his black-and-blue face wakes my conscience.
"Who are you saying that we're friends?" I say after the lady left us in the dark lane. "Can you walk? I can't carry you and I don't want to carry you," I support his hand and walks slowly. I indeed a good person, who else is willing to carry someones they hate? I am proud of you, Silience. "Where do you live? Why are you here?" I ask him who is limping.
"You want to walk me home?"
"What?! If I walk you home, I will be the one who died," I am sweating already with him in my arms. "We should find the park first," I throw him to the bench once it comes to my sight. "Why are you so heavy!" I take out the tissue in my bag and wet it with the water. "I guess, I'm not the one who hates you," I clean the wound on his face and body.
"They were messing with Prisca on her back," he says in pain.
"And you were messing with them in front of their face?"
"I just can't stand them."
"Are you that great? Do you like her that much? You don't have to worry about her, she beat her classmate when we were in high school. She doesn't need your help."
"I like her so much...are you really matchmaking her with another guy?" he tackles my hand which is on her forehead.
"Don't be a cry-baby, it will be done soon," that's my reaction to his hands that touch mine. "He is a good man, you should be one if you wanna be with her."
"Sorry for messing your cloth with my lunch," he lowers his head while I am sticking the band-aid on his wounds. "Stop to annoy me, if you are sorry." I give all the trash in his hands. "And I'm not going to apologize for being angry to you at the other night____shouldn't you call your friend to pick you up? Cause I am not good enough to send you home."
He calls his friends and soon afterward a car full of girls arrive. I wonder why should we meet so often when he is the one I hate the most. Why should I help him when he will only annoyed in time to come. I go home wearily. In front of the mirror, the reflection of a lass wearing a white shirt with blood-stained on her right shoulder is shown. BLOOD-STAINED? My eyes drop on my right shoulder in a flash. HE SHOULDN'T TOUCHED ME!!!! The blood on his hands stained Li-Zhuang's shirt! I am the one who supported his limping body, I am the one who is sweating, I am the one who treated his wound, and why should I get his blood too!!!
I wash the dried bloodstain as hard as I can while cursing at the blood owner. Why is it so hard for me to like him?
***
The morning comes unwantedly. It wakes me up even when my body hasn't charged fully. I drag my body all the way from the bed to the floor. My eyes are fully open when the floor bumped itself into my head. 'Bbrr' I read the fresh message which just arrived.
Nick: When you'll take your salary?
Me : This weekend maybe.
Nick: I have yours, we can meet this dinner if you have time.
Why does he have my salary?
Me : Where and what time?
Nick: Canteen 5 PM.
Me : Ok.. Thank you.
Started from the long waiting for his message until I forget my waiting, finally, he texts me. It's not easy to find a good person in this world.
(Six hours later, 5 PM)
"Silience!" I turn my head and find him in a brown with the hat on the top of his head. "Long time no see!"
"Yeah, how did my salary ended up in your hand?" I put the bag of my salary into my bag. "I thought you don't want to see his face again, so I get it on your behalf."
"Oh...got it, thanks," I intend to depart for our business has done. "Sil," he hasn't done.
"Mmm?"
"You left me for your other urgent business that day." he rewinds that horrible memory. "How about make it up tonight?" Is that what he always wanted? He might be the first guy who steps into my life and was my first hope, but I threw it a long time ago. I got rid after realizing it was not the healthy relationship I dreamed of. "Will you?" he reaches my hand before I have a chance to avoid it. "Will you?" I tried to let my hand go but he grabs it too tight. "Let my hand go," I try again. "I won't until you give me the answer." Do all guys are jerks? It is no difference between him and the cafe's owner. "Do having sex is all you ever wanted?!" I should have said that right to his face, but fall into silence is the come out.
"Don't you want it too?"
"When will you grow up, dude?" Li-Zhuang interrupts our fierce conversation. "Are you done?" he stands aside me. "Anything else, a little big boy?" he pulls my bag, his way holding my hand. "You'll go nowhere if you keep treating women that way. That's my advice for you as an older brother."
The mermaid thought all the shoes were going to hurt her ankle and she could no longer wear them. But then flat shoes caught her attention. There was no heel attached to it. She put her feet in it and it fit perfectly to her precious feet. She grabbed it and felt no weight. It's so light that she felt like wearing nothing. It's the first shoes she put her trust in, to teach her walks.
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Rex the Period and Silence
Novela Juvenil"Growing up" is every kid's dream. In their eyes, it is a bar of gold that can give them everything. So did I think that way. I left my country two years before my sweet seventeen which never happened in my life, with a hope to become the new mature...
