Boxer Girl

10. Couples.

I was staring at the seiling absently. The sence of deja vu from this morning was coursing through my veins. Just this morning, I was having happy thoughts. And this night, my mind was swirling with everything that had happened this day.

Turned out, my best friend wasn't at some doctor appointment, but in a date with my brother, who clearly snuck into my phone and stole her number long ago. She didn't tell me, neither did he.

Add to that, the so called S.J. turned out to be the one and only Johnathan Singer. I still don't believe how come I never saw it coming, or even noticed the signs. Being absent the same time I was at the arena. The rip in his Halloween clothes. His eyes. That day I caught him in S.J.'s boxing suit, or his boxing suit now.

But there lies one problem. I can't confort him. I never would be able to. How would I explain that he lied to Red Death, unless he knew I was Red Death.

But then, the grumbling in my stomach reminded me that I hadn't eaten all day. I didn't care much. The events of the day made me lose my appitite, so I pulled my school bag, and searched for my water bottle to shut down my stomach. It was, unfortunately, empty. 

I got up sighing. I didn't want to risk the chance of meeting Shawn, but the sudden sandy feeling in my mouth aurged me to. I got up from the bed, and as soundlessly as I could, I decended down the stairs, and when I reached the kitchen, I peeked through the threshold hoping no one sees me. The kitchen, luckily, was empty. So I took my chance and entered it, filled the bottle with tap water, and retreaved to my room hurriedly.

As I reached door, I closed it behind me, to be startled with a figure sitting on my bed. The figure's head snapped up at the voice of me coming in, and I saw Shawn sitting on my bed. So much for not wanting to meet him. I thought.

"What?" I asked coldly.

"Can we talk?" He asked me vulnerably in a soft voice. I looked at him. I was mad. Very.

"Talk." I said cutting to the chase.

He took a deep breath then said, "I love Alicia, and with the stunt you pulled today, she left me. She thought I was cheating on her."

I looked at him silently. I knew they deserve that for keeping that from me, but deep inside, I knew I didn't want to see them hurt. 

I was hurt because they didn't trust me on such secret. They were the closest people to my heart. 

"Why?" I asked, "why did you keep this from me?" 

Shawn looked down at his hands and fiddled with them for a while. I stood in front of him crossed arms. He's going nowhere today without a propper explination. "I didn't want to tell you. Ali was going to tell you right after our first convirsation, but I stopped her. I wanted to surprise you." He said at once looking at me at the end of his short speech.

"Why?" I asked shorty. "You know how excited I was when I found out you liked my friend. And it was finally my chance to help you find love. Am I really that untrust worthy to you that you wouldn't tell me?" I asked my voice cracking at the end.

He abruptly got off the bed and stood facing me and sid, "no, it's not that." He said, then heaved a sigh and continued, "I wanted to surprise you by showing you my ability to attrack girls. I remember you once asking is I was gay, too. Plus, the look of delight and surprise would've been worth to see too. I wanted to see you squealing happily, and see your mood swings too. We were planning on telling you today after school. but you never came home. So I took her to the arena."

I looked at him pointedly. It was, in fact, a sweet gesture of him, that he remembered me. But I wanted to tick him off a little more as a payback and said, "why should I believe you? It could be all a lie you created while waiting for me."