"Harley, I think I'm scared to be alone." Finn says and I felt that.
I, too, am scared to be alone. That was probably why I was so heartbroken from my bestfriend. My only friend. Leaving me. I felt like I was left alone. For no apparent reason. She just hated me.
Feeling like you're on your own could be liberating for some. But for others, it could feel like the end of the world.
I looked at Finn. I freaking know he's serious but his face just makes me crack up everytime. Why the hell is that?
So I chuckle and almost couldn't contain my laughs as I say, "Sorry. Oh god. Sorry." I was trying to apologize by gesturing my hands over his face as he gives me a dissing expression. He was still smiling but also pouting.
I grabbed his face with my two hands to compose myself and show him how serious I was then said, "No. I'm serious. I'm sorry. I really understand you. About fearing being left alone. But you know..."
I let his face go as he stares at me and continued, "I learned over time that you aren't exactly alone. You are never alone. You just need to look around."
"My family. My staff. And other people who suffers as much, or even worse, than I do. I mean, I stay in the facility's waiting area to loiter so that I'll feel it more. That there are people like me too. I mean, you, right?! You approached me! We're both..." I was ranting.
Till Finn followed to say, "Both afraid."
"Yeah. So you're never alone. At least, I think that way now." I told him.
But he was still looking down and gloomy.
"I don't think tea is the kind of drink we should be drinking for these kinds of conversations." I said. Just to lighten his mood.
He looked up at me with this naughty smirk in his face. Our eyes met and it was like we had telepathy saying 'Are you thinking what I'm thinking?'
We both laughed out loud again.
"I also have some dried leaves over at my place that's sure to take all our stress away." he whispers and smirks.
His place?
Hmm. Is that fine?
I gave him the look as I ponder.
And we were staring at each other after his whisper.
"Oh. Ah. It's a just friendly gesture. I'm- uh- taken, Harley." Finn says as he continually rubs on his nape.
Wow. Did my face give it away too much?
"You know what, I can just grab it real quick from my unit then let's go somewhere else to..." Finn tried to not make it awkward as he stuttered.
I feel like it's fine.
He looks really harmless too.
But I won't interfere with his already messed up relationship and create unecessary misunderstandings.
"Sure." was all I said. While giving him a friendly smile.
This is a therapeutic task, right?
And I am finding spending time with him, very healing.
There's nothing to worry about.
Tomorrow, we'll probably go on back with our miserable lives.
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Sarah was my first girlfriend.
I was interested in her and tried to initiate interaction for the first time. She's really outgoing and forward. On our second meeting, she asked to go back at my place and we- well- who am I to decline?
I was dumbfounded and didn't know how to respond. It was actually my- I've never went all the way before. Not until Sarah.
It was like she entangled me with her thorns. I don't know how I'll live without her anymore.
