Here For You

Chapter 10

June.

"June!"

I heard my father yell my name and I ignored it.
I ignored everyone.
I ignored myself.
I went back from school and locked myself in my room and drowned in my tears again.
What happened today left a big scar in my life, a scar that will bleed forever.
A scar that cannot be cured.
A scar that's like a tattoo.
Will for infinity stay with me.
I kept fighting myself, I tried my best not to cry in class and thankfully I didn't.
Everyone laughed everytime I walked past them.
I became the clown of the highschool.
The RCV.
But only one person that didn't laugh at me.
Ivan.
I didn't get why he looked for me.
Why he saved me.
Why he hugged me back.
All I know that I am grateful he came and rescued me.
But accidentally...I fell in love with him.
I fall in love easily, if someone asked how was my day I will fall immediately.
But him looking for me.
Asking if I am okay.
And hugging me?
He got my heart.
My soul.
But I know I can never be with him.
Not even his friend.
Because I don't fit.
His family is so wealthy, they own a goddamn private jet.
I don't even deserve to stand next to him.
Stand in front of the goddamn school.
I came from a very poor family.
Poverty grew up with me.
Jessica was right.
Poor people are disgusting.
I am disgusting.
The door opened and my father walked in.
I wiped my tears away immediately.

"June, tell me what's wrong. Now."

I know that stubborn tone.
I sigh and told him everything making sure to leave out the fact that I hugged a boy.
Then I broke in his arms.
He assured me that he will go to school tomorrow and talk to the principal face to face.
I nodded and he kissed my cheeks before he left.
He left and I cried again.
I can't help.
I can't stop crying.
This day is haunting me.
I wish I could die...

Two hours later.

"Mum, I am going to the grocery store." I said as I slipped into my shoe.
My favorite ones.
Adidas Samba.
They're the aura itself.
"Alright but don't be late."
She said and I left.
I was sleeping the past two hours.
I was devastated I couldn't stay awake.
My head hurt so much.
So to ease away this pain a little, I will buy myself some snacks.
I was thinking of a spicy chip with mango juice.
I love mango so much.
They got my soul.
Odetari's song started to play in my mind.

"I can't let go, boy you really got my soul."

And now I am thinking of Ivan.
I love him for caring about me.
Though it's weird.
I never ever expected him to care.
He looked like he hated me.
But maybe I was wrong?
Maybe.
My delusional ass.
I shook my head and carefully crossed the streets.
I won't make the same mistake again.
Hell nah.
I entered the store and bought what I wanted.
Spicy chip and mango juice.
I left and made sure no bikers were coming my way.
I crossed the streets successfully-
Holy fuck.
Isn't it that biker again?
He spotted me and immediately stopped.

"You again?"

"Good what about you?"

He copied me.

"That's my line."

He laughed and got off his bike.
He leaned it on a building's wall and stood in front of me.
Towering me.

"Good girl, you didn't crash into another biker."

He said, bad ahh joke.

"Shut up, it was a mistake."

I pointed a finger at him.

"Why do you keep following me?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"I am not, it's just a coincidence."

"Liar, liar."

I said and he sighed.

"You want to believe it or not, it's your problem."

He came close to me and snatched the bag from my hand.

"Hey!"

He opened it and then gave it back to me.

"I thought it was rice, it would've been weird because I already bought you 5 kg of rice yesterday."

I rolled my eyes, a humorless biker.

"No don't worry, we don't have elephants in my house."

He laughed, his laugh was good as I remember it.
Good enough to make the butterflies play in my stomach.

"How are you?"

He asked, I looked at him confused, why did he suddenly ask me this?
Yet, I smiled at him.
I really appreciate the fact that he is asking how I am.
It's right that I am not good but now I am.

"Good, thank you so much! What about you?"

"Good."

He said, his voice sounds similar to me, so similar but I can't decide how.

"By the way, what's your name?"

He asked as he leaned against the wall next to his bike.
This position is fucking hot.
Wait a minute? He might be kira.
I laughed then answered.

"June what about you?"

"Ivan, why were you laughing?"

Realization hits me, is...he...Ivan from my school?
No, his voice isn't exactly the same it's much deeper and cooler.
No way it's him.

"Nice name, I just made a joke in my head."

He crossed his arms.

"Without sharing it with me?"

I laughed. "I just said that you might be kira."

"Who is that?"

"An anime character."

"You watch anime."

I sigh, he will call me weird I can sense it.
Everyone called me weird for watching it.
They say it's for kids.
Bullshits.

"Yea..."

"Nice! What's your favorite?"

My eyes widened, my cheeks went red and butterflies took a flight in my stomach.
This is the first time someone asked me this.
No one liked that.
No one even cared about that.
No one liked hearing me yap about it.
I love him for that.
He don't know how much that means.
I smiled widely at him.

"I don't really know, but maybe Tokyo Ghoul and Silent Voice."

"What are they about?"

Oh my god, he wants me to explain?
I am over the moon.

"Tokyo Ghoul about a boy who turned into a Ghoul and Silent Voice about a deaf girl who got bullied when she was young but then the bully fell in love with her."

Silent Voice is the real definition of love.

"Sounds nice."

I nodded.
Though I can sense a bit of dryness in his voice.
It's weird that since the first time we met he kept approaching me.
And what's weirder is that he didn't take his helmet off.
Not even once.
That brings a lot of questions to my mind.