TRULY YOURS

Steve

A pretty normal Saturday and finally I was going to leave Cambridge the next month, This place never gave me hope to stay or be special to anyone.
Am done with the university too, Completing this month will be my twenty years of living and studying because of my father. He's the head Mister of the university. And my mother loves this city. So I wasn't allowed to move any further.

I got up early in the morning because after finishing classes I had to reach out to David for golf at his cabin. He's a rich fellow and we are childhood friends, the only trusted person whom I have. Sometimes he becomes my therapist and listens to all my stuff.

"Hi! Are we going or not?" I saw him approaching me at the canteen.

"Hi! Yes, I have one more class but let's go. I don't want to take that" I said packing my things into a bag.

He stared at me and said. "Are you sure? you don't want to attend. I think it's important cause It is about a project and an internal assignment"

I sit up and walk down " Nope, I already got a text about it"

He grinned and wrapped his hands around me saying "Is it from Clara? lecturer's daughter"

"Yes! but not like you think. There is not much between us" I made him obvious about Clara. David always has a devil's mind when I talk about things and I have to make him wrong all the time.

We drove to his cabin. The second spot I like to be but we come especially here on Saturdays, and arrive home late, exhausted, and share life stuff.

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We went to the ground, He looked disappointed today and I don't know why. I didn't break the silence for some minutes, I wanted him to utter what was going on in his mind. Thirty minutes passed, and we were still silent golfing. I went close to him.

"David, we should take a break. Am strained"

He glanced at me. " You never get strained effortlessly. If you want to say something, You can"

He sat next to me on the bench. skimming at the sky without making eye contact with me.
Well, I think I have to break the silence first.

"Is anything wrong with you today? You didn't speak much and looked disappointed " I asked him.

" I heard you are fleeing from Cambridge. Is that true? What I heard Steve."

I became curious how he knew that. I didn't mention or discuss it with him. I cleared my throat and stood up, looking at him.

"I don't think anything incredible miracle is going to happen to me here. You see I Am still what I was, My father is a head mister who thinks am a mess staying at home. So I want to move on for better" I stop, wanting his answer.

He sits up. patting my shoulder and giving an imposter smile. "Miss me wherever you go".