The Forgotten

IX.

I sat in my room, other than the sun shining through the blinds it was completely dark. I wanted to get up and move but all I thought about was what happened the past night, the shit was eating me alive. I was about to go back to sleep, but my mom busted in my room with a plate of breakfast. I wanted to tell her I wasn't hungry, but the smell of her food actually got my appetite going, she was that good of a cook. I took the plate to the living room and watched a little TV, and not before long my mom had left for work. At this point I haven't even checked my phone yet, I didn't want to face Melanie, or anything regarding that conflict.

After about another hour and a half of me sulking in my thoughts, I said fuck it, and went to hit Melanie up. Surprisingly enough, she didn't text me, as she usually did. It was 11:45 AM, she's usually up by 10, so I started getting suspicious of what's happening. I mean, I could've been overreacting, but then again I couldn't have been. My first thought was the worst: I started to think Zoe couldn't keep her mouth shut and told her my true past; I brushed that thought off for the reason being that I can't be that pessimistic at this time. I got those thoughts out of my mind, and texted her.

"Hey, what's going on?"

To be honest, I never really sweated a girl like this before. She was really all I thought about; and it was weird. After Zoe, I really thought I was done with females for a while, then she stepped into my life and changed all of that, it's a shame that there's always something that's fucking up what's meant to be. It's obvious we were meant to be together; but a higher power must have had a different plan. I myself am a firm believer in karma and destiny, and I know not to tamper with the latter of the two, and I was throwing caution to the wind...all for a girl. Wild.

Time was going so slow, it felt as if every minute that she didn't text back was as long as an hour, I was stressing. Simping doesn't feel good, and I had to experience that first hand; shit hit me in the chest. I really have feelings for this girl, and from what I see they're mutual on her end, at least I hope so.

These minutes continued to be the longest 60 seconds of my life, and just as I was about to spazz, my phone lit up. I looked down at it so quick, as my face lit up with a dumb smile seeing that it was in fact, Melanie.

"Hi. Sorry, I slept a little late. I miss you though, hopefully we can have a part two."

By this time my heart was jumping out of my chest, and I'm just looking for words to type. All my worst thoughts were nothing other than that, thoughts. Eventually I found the words though, after about 5 minutes of typing and deleting.

"Of course, I would love that. Just give me a time and date and you know I'll be there."

Boom. Just like that, my feelings were confirmed. I honestly couldn't get my mind off of her, from her looks, which were stunning, but that wasn't even what made me fall head over heels; it was her aura. She exudes some vibe, I can't put my finger on it, but it's just so...breathtaking. Even her smell is beautiful, I just can't fully describe how great this female is. She really is the epitome of beauty, and she's mine. There's nothing better to ask for than that.

I got up, showered, got dressed, and called Keith to look for some moves today. He was with all the boys, so we decided that we'd just go hoop for a while until something came up that seemed worthwhile.

Keith came and got me, and the others were already in the car, waiting to hear how last night went.

"Look, skip all the bullshit I just wanna know, you get the cheeks last night or what?"

Without looking back I could tell that was Eric. The car burst into a joined laughter as they awaited my answer.

"Nah man, she's not even like that, I can't do that to her. I actually got feelings for shorty. You know?"

They all looked at me wild, faces scrunched in confusion. I sighed to play it off, as we pulled into the parking lot.