It's How We Met

Chapter 2- The Planning

Chapter 2

The Planning

After I was finished having my bath, I went under the covers of my bed and willing to go to sleep. Even though I’m tired, I can’t sleep. The horrible scene kept on replaying and it made me restless. Throughout the night, I kept on toss and turn on my bed. My mind is still on its hyper stage. I wanted to shut it so I can have the sleep I’ve been craving. All I wanted is to have some peace of mind right now.

I give up after 2 hours of trying to sleep. I sat up then close my eyes and sigh. I lay back down slowly and started counting sheeps in my dreams then it led me to dreamland.

I woke up at the sound of my phone ringing. I tried touching at my side desk to search for my phone and when I had it, I looked at it, it has 5 missed calls and a 5 messages. I scrunched up my eyebrows at who could this be. When I opened my phone and saw it was from Andrew, saying,

Please babe answer my calls. I want to explain. Call me when you received this.

I scoffed at his attempt. No way I want to hear his voice and I don’t want to see him ever again. I replied and this will be the last.

Look, I don’t want to hear anything from you nor I don’t want to see you ever again. So please stay away from me and go to HELL you ugly moron! F**k off!!

I breathe out. Whoah, I didn’t know I was holding my breathe. I hit send, that should back him off. I thought to myself. I looked at my missed calls. It was all from that jerk. Ugh. The thing that he did to me still hurts. I don’t want that feeling anymore. Yes, I may do have deep feelings for him but I’m sure it’s not yet love cause if it is, I don’t know if I can still live normally.

This remorse and cryinggot me fed up. Maybe, I don’t believe in love anymore cause it will just cause you trouble and heartaches and stuff. All guys are just the same, all they want is to rise up their ego and believe that they can make girls swoon at their feet and follow them.

Maybe I should take a rest from all this drama. I wanna have some fun and enjoy being single. All my thoughts were disturbed by a call. Is it him yet again? Can’t he understand stay away means?

With all the hesitation, I answered the call without looking at the screen.

“hello?” Wow my voice is rough.

“Thank God! You’re still alive. I thought, you drowned to sleep already. I’ve been calling you since last night.” I smiled at her. She’s really sweet but can be brutal at times.

“Jeez! I’m okay. Thanks for your concern. But, yeah, I’m fine.. okay not really.” I gave up pretending and sigh.

“I know that. So I called the girls and we’re going clubbing later to take you from the misery you are in now.”

“Really?.. That sounds fun. Yehey.” I cheered in not really enthusiastic cheer.

“Oh come on! You are so not ditching us! We haven’t spent time together since forever because of that jerk wasting your time.” I breathe out knowing I can’t win in this one.

“Okay, what time do you pick me up?” I started thinking of what to wear.

“At around 7:30, we’re going to have dinner first.”

“Mmm-kay. Bye!” I’m about to hang up when she shouted something like, wait wait.”

“You have to be hot later okay? Don’t wear something that tells every guy, I-just-broke-up-with-my-asshole-boyfriend-so-I-need-to-hook-up. Wear something hot that can grab their attention in a good way.” She spoke the last word slowly.

“Okay fine, I get it.” Good thing It’s Saturday so, I don’t get to see that moron. I glanced up at my clock and it’s just 9 am. I still have lots of time. Maybe I can go back to sleep now. That is a good idea. I plop down on my bed and was about to close my eyes when someone barged into my room. I sat up straight in alar as to who is my intruder. So much for my beauty rest.

“Now you’re awake, breakfast is ready.” It was only my twin brother. He double take when he saw my face. I know, I don’t look good but his stare kind of studying me. Then his eyebrows meet.

“You’ve been crying.” He knows me too well.

“Nah, Just woke up.” I shrugged as he came to sit beside me.

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna kill that bastard for doing that to you, one punch wasn’t enough, he still needs some more.” I can feel his anger and he clenched his jaw and hands that his knuckles are almost white.

“It’s okay, leave him alone, don’t fill his satisfaction.” I rubbed his shoulders to make him relax and it did. He sigh and stand up.

“Okay, but one wrong move he’s dead.” His voice is dead serious. So I just nodded in agreement.

Well, maybe one punch wasn’t really enough for Alexander, I didn’t see him punch Andrew for me but Sandy told me that when I ran out of the door, Andrew came to go after me, he was stopped and punched by Alexander. If not only for other people who helped stopped Alexander, I think Andrew better hide his face from the crowd.

When Alexander was gone, I plopped down in my bed once again but I think I needed to do some things. I used all my effort to stand up and went to my drawers. I sat down and began rummaging through stuffs and stuffs. As I went deeper, there’s this box where the cover is Andrew and I kissing.

I felt like my heart started to constrict and my eyes starts to well up. I feel claustrophobic all of a sudden by I should do this no matter what. I know, it kind of what you can imagine on movies. Looks cliché but what gives.

I hesitantly opened the box, there lay, his first love letter to me, his first rose to me and his hanky that he lent me when we first met. There are some pictures of us having a great time at the beach, party and lastly our planned itinerary. We were planning on having this travel vacation after we graduate together but it seems like it will be just a memory of plans.

I can’t help it, I sobbed quietly and tried to get up and collect the remaining pictures at my mirror. When I was finished, I placed them all at the box and closed it. I looked at my bed, and there lies the pillow that he gave me on our 3rd monthsary. Written on it was, My Girlfriend, My Love. That should totally be dumped.

I wiped my last tear and promised that I will never cry on him over again. I got the pillow and placed it in a plastic. I took the box with me and the pillow and went downstairs on the basement.

I am kind of sentimental to things and don’t want to throw stuffs, so I place it in the basement. Maybe I can donate it for charity in the future.

As I was done, I went up stairs and played my ipod. The song on shuffle was Heart Attack by Demi Lovato. Kind of related to that. I stared down at my face at the mirror and promised to myself not be broken hearted again. This night, it’s my turn to play the game.

I closed my eyes and breathe out. First I need to sleep. I am having a headache with all the crying. I crawled to my be and before drifting to sleep, I checked my phone of the time. It’s just 2 pm. So I still needed 4 hours to go.

One thing that left my mind before finally drifting, will my plan in mind give me what I want?

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