Homeless Vain

24

"You know..."

I sensed something from that intro. The way he said it was never on my liking, it seemed like a bad thing was getting ready to drag me down from the cliff, falling deeply into the pit of disappointment.

A disappointment that I would never recover from.

I gulped, hoping that Kevin didn't hear it through the call we were having.

"What is it?" I questioned since he had been so silent. "Don't make me nervous."

He chuckled, like he was playing with me all along. Like it was all intentional so that he could see me freaking out as his entertainment.

"I'm supposed to be working on the day of the reunion", he answered and I felt my heart was being smashed by a long metal bar, the shattered pieces fell down to the ground.

"Kevin!" my voice slightly raised but I knew I couldn't be mad at him. Nonetheless, this reunion was important for us, for me. How could I stay calm? "You told me that you will go if I go. Then if you're unable to go, I have to cancel as well."

"Your friends are still going though", he argued ever so calmly, I unknowingly scoffed.

"They are butterfly species, bro!" I retaliated. "Unfortunately I'm not. Later, I'll be alone in the middle of the hall, not be able to mingle".

I sighed, already hooded under a grey cloud of sadness with thunders of pains striking out. The event is only 1 week away and I already prepared everything for my confession.

Maybe I would never get to confess.

"That's it.." I melted down on the length of the couch I seated on. "I'm not going too. There's no use to be there when y-"

"Hey!" he cut me, startling me with his quite stern yell probably to catch my attention. "You're rambling. Calm down please. I didn't say that I'm not going".

My eyes lit up and my lips instantly curled up as well.

"So you're going? You'll apply for leave?"

"I'm scheduling to have my partner covering me up for the day", Kevin explained. "It's fine. Everything is under control".

By now, I was screaming silently under a covered mouth and shut eyes. It felt like I was a teenager again, being engulfed by the familiar feeling of having a puppy love.

And the best part was; with the same person.

It was hard to recover from the giddiness once it erupted. Though it made me look delusional but honestly I preferred it this way.

If delusional makes us happy, then let it be.

"Oh, and you don't have to worry", I spoke up again. "I'll be paying for your petrol. I mean, we're going together so I should be paying, at least half".

He scoffed - clear yet questionable. It almost sounded like he was disagreed with my proposal. I thought everyone would be happy with it?

"You want to pay for my whole ride until I go home?"

"Hey..."

He was then laughing.

Kevin's laughter resembled a diamond or maybe a ruby. So precious and expensive, so valuable.

Maybe right now I was delusional but his laughter never failed making me smile. As if it was contagious, and indeed it was.

Again, our conversation stopped because he had to go and I had nothing to complain about. But the butterflies he'd given me were still there, roaming around inside my stomach even after his voice was no longer heard.