A Girl Next Door

Party

Vrrrr......Vrrrr..... Vrrrr....

I hate to wake up with the sound of the phone ringing. I pick my phone from the bed, my eyebrows twitched as I saw the caller ID. It was Nick. I don't want to talk to him now. Nick and I had a Cold War for 2 months. He hated the plan that I'm going after My Miracle. I don't know why he hates the fact I love My Miracle. Moreover, he said he hated My Miracle.

As that call ended, again my phone started ringing. I internally growl and swipe the green as I pick the call. When I put my phone near my ear, "Where the hell are you? I have been calling you since yesterday".

Yes, he has been calling me since I sent him a text saying I'm going after my miracle. She is the only miracle that happened in my life. Stop hating her without any reason. Just hate me as much as you want. Bye. Don't call me.

"You know where I am. I already told you everything so stop calling me" I sigh.

"You know I have kept saying this for half a month. She is not good for you. Can't you just trust me? Loxley is not good for you. It's not even good to be near her. I'm telling you this for your good." as he kept saying, I just cut the call. I don't even know why he hates My Miracle this much.

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Three months ago, ......

I got back to my house, After I left My miracle at the airport. I feel so tired and so weak. It's like she takes a part of me. It's not even half a day since we both met, but it feels like we have known each other for half of our lives.

When she leaves, she asked for my jacket because she felt cold. So, I give her my black leather jacket which I put in my car before leaving for the party in case I need it. It's the one good thing I have ever done in life.

I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling, hoping my jacket would smell good and make her warm.

I keep staring at her back, when she walks away from me to the gate. I keep hoping that she comes back, or her flight be cancelled or at least some error in her ticket or something.

When she entered the gate, she cutely turns around and waving her hand as she says Bye.

I feel pathetic to let her go. I should have stopped her. Or I should have told her how I feel about her.

I feel my tears running from my eyes. The more I think about her, the more it hurts.

It has been 3 weeks since my Miracle left me. I hate this feeling. Since that day, I feel devastated. I keep myself busy in my work days and nights. Jess and Nick keep calling me. I don't feel like talking to them. I basically feel like a time bomb. If anyone asks me anything, I will blast.

I have been working on this video for 2 days, but this client keeps rejecting it. As a freelance, I should do the things they say. I didn't even know where the mistake was. I am just going to send this. If that client keeps complaining, I will definitely quit. As soon as I sent my work email, I opened this video.

After My Miracle left, I snooped around Jess' social accounts hoping I might find My Miracle, but I didn't find anything, even not a single picture. But I got this video of her on Jess' entertainment website. I put my headphones on full sound. I just close my eyes and listen to this voice for more than 20 minutes on loop. I have been watching this video, My Miracle, since she left.

Smack....

I turned around and saw this ghost (Jess). "Ouch.... What the hell are you doing here Jess?......... How do you even?......" I asked, as I rub my head.

How the hell did she even entered my house? She just sat on my bed and looking around my room. I gave her back a head slap" What are you doing here?".

"I just came to see my best friend aka douchebag. And get his dead body out of this place," she says, as give me a death glare. I laughed as I sat next to her.