Chapter 8

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DORIS' POV

When I walked into the house, the first thing I noticed was the strong smell of goulash. It somehow was familiar, but I couldn't recall why.

"I love the smell." I said as I seen my dad preparing the table. "Your grandma used to make it when you were little. So, I decided to give it a try."

I wish I could recall these days, but I don't remember anything of it.

I sat down and said, "Practice was good today. I thought it would be worse since I haven't played in a while."

"That's nice. Don't mess up this year with physics. I know it's difficult but try your best."

"Yes, dad."

"I met some man today who's dad of one of your collages, he invited us for dinner on Sunday. He said you are good with his son."

"Wait, principal invited us to the dinner?"

I'll be at Leon's house and maybe even see him. Then he will see me, and I have to dress up. And. And. I–

"No, he isn't principal. He collaborates with me. I forgot his name. He is engineer like me."

"Oh, yeah. I don't know why I thought that. Who is his son?"

"I forgot that too."

"I am not good with any guy at school but let me try to guess. Xavier?"

"No."

"Jacob?"

"No, I don't think so."

"It can't be Kyle?"

"Yes. It is Kyle. His dad said you two are friends."

"I won't go to that dinner. We aren't friends."

"I can't just go alone. I promised to come since I have nothing to do on Sunday."

"Fine, but I hope it won't be too long."

What a waste to spend these sunny days in bedroom. It feels isolating to not being able to leave bedroom. When I do, I don't have anyone to hang out with. It's just me alone with my thoughts. It gets so lonely, that I end up making friends in my head. I have different personalities that I have conversation with. Since Sydney left, I have been so lonely. I don't even know what she is up to. I am still holding a grudge from what she did, and I don't know when to approach her.

Since this semester started, everything changed. Leon and I developed something between us that never existed before. It's something we both can't get away from. Weirdly, it feels right. The first time he touched me, everything shifted around me. His dark blue eyes have been occupying my thoughts since then. My eyes see him even when he isn't here. If I had his number, I'd flood him with calls and messages. If he was here right now, I'd press against his body. Doris, stop.

The boy that I always ignored and hated suddenly makes me weak. But, did I ever hate him or I pretend do so?

I was sitting on the bed watching the sunset. He has to be somewhere outside right now. Maybe he is watching the sunset like I do, or he is getting drunk with his best friends. I lay down and closed my eyes as they saw him on top of me.

LEON'S POV

I am drinking fourth drink, and her face is still in my mind. Maybe fifth drink will erase her. I drink another drink in hope to erase her from my mind, but now she is even more visible. Fuck, Doris.

"Are you okay?" Blonde girl asked approaching me.

"Do I look okay?"

"I can make you feel better?" She smirked and touched my arm.

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