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Jon's POV

We finally arrived at the shopping center and together we thought about a time were we would meet up again at the car. We agreed that we would meet up in half an hour and so we split up to go buy what we desired to buy.

At first I wasn't sure to what kind of store I should go for the thing's that I wanted to buy for him, but after entering four or five different stores I gathered up all the things that I had in mind to buy for Eduardo. For me these different kind of things were perfect.

After some time I went to the car, now I only had to wait until Mark returned from the bookstore so that I could wrap up these things and give it to him. I was excited, but what I couldn't know in this moment was that my excitement would soon come an end.

Mark returned to the car now and from afar I could see that he was carrying a smal bag with a few books. I chuckled to myself, it's astonishing how many books he had already read in his life. It's like he never gets bored of it. It's like every book has an interesting story, but as soon as one story ends the readers soon cling onto another story. The old story then slowly gets forgotten. I surely will also have the same faith as one of Mark's books, I will get forgotten, my tragic life will fade away.

But for now I can rewrite my life, turn it from a tragedy into something great. I can make myself be liked by Eduardo, or well so I hoped. Maybe my life doesn't have to end after all so that my suffering would end. I have to keep on moving forward.

Mark arrived at the car and asked me if I was able to got everything, I nodded and like this he drove us back home. Once we arrived at the front door I took my thing's and walked into my room. I was about to wrap up the things for Eduardo but then an idea popped into my head. How about I write him a letter. I loved this idea. I took a sheet of paper and a pen and began to write. I wasn't the best at expressing my thoughts throw the paper, but at least I could try tell him in this way how I feel.

When I was finished I kissed the paper, threw away my pen and slipped it right next to the things, before I wrapped everything up as a present. I was so proud of my work, that I was starting to feel happy again. I smiled to myself as I picked up the present and walked with it to Eduardo's room. I knocked on his door and immediately heard his voice.

"Who is it?" I heard him ask. "It's me Jon, I got something for you. Could you please open the door?" I asked him unsure about how he was going to react. Then I heard him unlock the door, suddenly my fear left my body and I felt at ease. My face lit up and when I saw him there standing in the doorframe I held up my present for him.

"I got this for you Eduardo. You see what had happened yesterday was my fault, I just want to tell you that I am sorry. I like you and I can't live on like this Seeing you hate me. That's why I got you this to prove you how sorry I am and to show you that I-" I rambled on before I got cut off by him.

"So you think that a stupid present is going to make me like you again. You broke our dishwasher Jon and you also ruined my clothes as well as my favorite shirt. Whatever is inside of this little box isn't going to be good enough to replace all of this. You don't even have enough money to buy us a new dishwasher so what am I supposed to do with this?!" He yelled at me.

I felt all gloomy again, all my effort has gone down the drain. "Please Eduardo, at least open this present." I pleaded, but this made him only angrier to a point where he had just slammed the door in front of my face and locked his door again.

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