Sentimental Chances (On-Going)

Chapter 34 : My Connections

I know.

I know what I did was wrong. Dead wrong. I shouldn't have done that.

The problem was that Fallon couldn't take a hint after I kept saying that I didn't want to talk about it. She couldn't even shut up for five seconds.

I mean, seriously. What part of I don't want to talk about did she not understand?

For someone who went to Yale, she was not very bright.

It was so annoying. Correction. She was being very annoying. I love her, and all, but she was so annoying. 

FYI, she's still annoying.

The worst part about it was that everyone's day was ruined, and I'm partly to blame for it since I was the one who snapped at her.

Anyhow, I took a short bus ride to the nearest street stop that was about five minutes away from my studio since I didn't have my scooter with me.

My brother tried to call me, but I was too embarrassed to answer, and I didn't feel like arguing either, so I turned off my phone for the meantime.

I wasn't thinking straight, so I thought about going to the studio. But once I got off the bus, it did seem like a good idea because I wasn't sure if my friends were the best people to be with.

After Emmy blabbed my news, they started walking on eggshells around me, yet I wasn't interested in hearing some honest, real talk either.

And so was the Inn.

I became lost. I had no idea where to go and who to turn to, for that matter.

I knew all the places in Barcon like it was at the back of my hand, and I couldn't decide where I wanted to go.

So I began walking with no particular destination. Then I thought about going home, but the keys were in my other bag, which I left at the Inn.

About a few minutes of walking at a spot where I passed through millions of times. It was the spot where I walked my grandparents' dog.

Memories came flooding in, and that was when it hit me like a bat.

I had decided where I wanted to go, so I decided to run to the other bus stop.

Later, I arrived at that one place where I could see him.

The memorial park.

I wanted to be with Topher. I wanted to be with him to comfort me. I wanted to feel his love and his presence.

I just wanted him here with me.

I stood at the entrance, but before going in, my phone buzzed repeatedly.

My phone was flooded with notifications—my friends were reaching out in our group chat, worried and asking if I was okay. Most likely, my brother contacted Linus to inform him about what had happened, and then Linus passed on the news to everyone else.

I didn't want to worry them, so I replied that I was alright, then turned off my phone.

As I walked to Topher's grave, the wind began to blow. I was the only one there. Not that I was scared, or anything. Although I felt bad that I didn't bring flowers and candles.

Anyway, I arrived at his grave, which had his full name on the tombstone. After that, I sat down and began talking to him.

"This is the first time I've visited you since the funeral. I'm sorry it took this long," I said. "I'm here now, and I missed you. I missed you so much."

I began to burst into tears. All of a sudden, a person walked up to me. The first thing I saw was a pair of white shoes. "Hey, Peps."

 So, I glanced up and was startled to see him standing there. "Roy? What are you doing here?"