TRUTH

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Night time comes and I've decided to tell Larisa everything that very moment.

But I couldn't.

So I wait till tomorrow morning. Around 4am, because I couldn't fall asleep.

"Hey," I sent her a text ignoring all the other countless ones she had sent and the phone calls.

"I'm really sorry for ignoring you I've just really not been in the right state of mind lately," I followed up with an apology.

Five hours later she saw my message and responded.

"Could we meet whenever you're free, there's no need to set up a place to meet I could come that side I don't mind."

"You are worrying me now... will you be able to come tomorrow?" She said.

It'd be a Saturday tomorrow so she isn't going to school.

Honestly I got kind of surprised by the way she responded, she didn't freak out at all, I expected her to freak out, a little at least, but she didn't.

It was settled. I'm going to see her tomorrow.

Next morning

Just because I'm going to see my girlfriend for the second time it doesn't mean it was that much of a special day especially not with the given circumstances, it was just another day that's slightly different from the rest I don't even have to wear to impress that much.

Oh who am I kidding. That's my freaking girlfriend we're talking about here that's my future wife, the woman I'd do literally anything for, the woman I'd gladly burn the world down for in a blink of an eye.

Larisa, is the reason I believe in love so of course it's a freaking special day.
It doesn't matter the circumstances we meet each other under, as long as I get to see her, I'll make sure everything is perfect, I'll make sure I dress as if it's our first time meeting each other, I'll put on a beautiful smile and have confidence as if I don't have an illness that'd be my demise in a short space of time.

This time I put on a black long sleeved shirt and a black jacket on top, the pants I put on some black swaggy pants and the shoes, of course, vans, another different pair of vans. Because what would I put on besides vans... I made sure the only shoes I have were vans and nothing else, no flip flops nothing.

Well besides vans my other favourite pair of shoes are converse. The ones I had were no longer my size though m so I have to buy another pair.

Now everything was ready I was ready to go, I went on to the dining room to look for my car right.

Oh yeah, right, I don't have a car.

I requested an uber.

My dad was gone to work so I informed my mother that I was going out and going to come back late, very late possibly.

The uber dropped me off by her gate but I went done the road by the park and waited for her there, the view of the house was visible from the spot I was standing at.

Shit. All I could smell was weed from people smoking at the park, weed with a scent that strong, it had to be good quality weed, one that's worth smoking.

If I had not quit smoking I'd probably be tempted to go ask for a pull or two, or more.

After about ten minutes of waiting I cought a sight of someone coming out of the gate then closing it, a women, sexy physique, it was her, the goddess herself.
My heart skipped a bit only by seeing her sight from a distance, then walked down the street with my eyes fixated on her, admiring her beauty as she got closer and closer.

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