The Question

Chapter Nine

Moby's POV.

Suddenly, a ding came from my cell phone that was placed on the dining room table. It took me away from my daydreaming and back to reality.

I took myself away from the kneeling position above the kitchen garbage can and grabbed it, fighting the urge to throw the tiny piece of technology at the wall. But of course, I wouldn't, it was expensive after all, and whoever had texted me didn't mean to interrupt my mental breakdown.

The notification was from Annie, my co-star on Brainpop Jr. and Tim's friend. I clicked it and it said something I never thought I'd read, or at least care about so much.
"Tim's on a date right now, isn't that awesome?" What? For some reason, I couldn't fathom why my heart wrenched. I felt something bitter grow inside of me. The entire world faltered and the wires in my stomach were rearranging and twisting cruelly.

My body began to move on its own, my brain was empty with no thought of what exactly it was doing. The next thing I knew, I had hopped into my car and I was racing time to make sure Tim hadn't fallen in love with whatever beautiful girl or guy was going to take him away from me. Except, why did I care? Why was I running red lights and speeding across the road to a coffee shop an hour away?

My brain screamed at me to stop whatever I was doing, but my heart was doing something I didn't even know I wanted yet. I abandoned any rationality whatsoever and I wouldn't let my pride keep me away from him. All along, I had loved him as deeply and naively as he had loved me.

Only till I saw them through the large window, did I realize what love was. Only till I saw Tim laughing, showing his date his gorgeous toothy smile, and looking happier than he ever was looking at me.. did I realize.

And all that crossed my mind was

Oh.