~Ours~

Music of Fools: Chapter 7

I wake up looking at the calendar, Tuesday. I’ve got twelve days left before the concert. Would I do it? Break him? Hurt him? And hurt myself for doing the wrong thing? Ugh. Achilles starts to become a part of me. I’ll never hurt him. Ever....

I covered myself with a blanket. Puzzled.

I stood and decided to test myself for the first time.

Tuesday

Achilles was already sitting at the couch watching the morning news with a cup of coffee on his hands. I felt relieved looking at him in a great situation. He noticed my approached and smiled. His smile was overwhelming to see. Dad was on his favorite place, kitchen, stirring another cup of coffee. Uh-huh? What did he eat?

I sat beside Kelly, putting my head on his shoulder. I studied his face.

“What’s wrong with your eyes?” I asked.

He didn’t answer.

“You cried?”

“No.”

“It’s normal,” he added.

I looked at dad, he was staring at us. What’s wrong? Did I miss something great? Did I miss the shocking news on T.V? Bush died?

I nodded at Kelly with a question mark on my head. Hmmm…

“Don’t be bothered, there’s nothing to be worried about okay?”

“Okay, sure. Nothing’s wrong with you. It’s just me who see things different today. I think being too observant is not right.”

“My good friend just shared something to me, Jen,” dad suddenly said, as he sat beside me holding an old news paper. Now, I’m sandwiched with two weird guys.

What he said? Good friend? Where did he get that word?

“Some family stories,” dad added.

Uh-huh? I really miss something great last night.

“So what’s the---“

“Do you want to learn guitar, Jen?”

Guitar?

“Sure, sure.”

“Great. Now, let’s start with the basic chords.”

We spent the whole morning by practicing the basic chords and finding my lost rhythm. Gosh, this is harder than I ever thought. But I should admit, I enjoyed learning guitar when you love the person who is teaching you. His hands guiding mine, his eyes looking into my eyes, his smile when I pressed the wrong chord and the laugh that made me remember my childhood life together with mom and dad. We ended it when a dinner while my finger aches.

Wednesday

Achilles was on his so-called-work. So, I’m idling inside my room for the whole day waiting him to visit us. Us= me and dad. After spending time with me, telling what happened to him, and telling how much money he gained, he went directly to dad.

My friends seemed busy and forgot to call me regarding this stupid mission.

I’m wondering what they would talk about. It’s impossible for father to talk with my man so seriously, well in fact he kept going out when I’ve been bringing my past lovers. He would say he’ll need to buy something and went home without even a plastic bag of grocery and sometimes he would suggest us to have a date outside rather than in this house. But now, something is different.

God Fate might step now in our house, and doing something wonderful in my life and my lover’s life. Good Fate should step in to my problem about the pact made by Annie too. I still have no idea how to take a detour on it.

My to-do-list would be to-do-no-more.

How can I balance the two objects when both of them are so important to my life? My friends and Achilles. He became important to my life too. I couldn’t even paint the scenery in my final day with him. I need an adviser to tell me what I shall do.

Kelly is enchanting to me. Looking at him made me believe that he is the one. Everyday is flawless when he’s with me. If he just know what I’ve going through, I know he’ll understands me. But I can’t tell him about the game I’m playing; he would curse me for being a big bad wolf.

I should continue this game this game, and save Achilles at the end. I’ll have both, the concert and Achilles. But how? How can I have both knowing I’m in the midst of choosing one to live with? Concert that I craved to see and Kelly which makes my day splendid.

Good Fate, please help me if you’re not busy. Bad Fate, I know you’re always there. You know I don’t need to call you; you just came unexpectedly without knocking my life.

Thursday

Dad agreed with me for the first time. The Agreement: to make Achilles as a part of our family including the staying here in the house, and he should act as a family member and my lover. Isn’t it great? At first, Achilles shook his head saying a big NO. But, he gave in. He had no choice. He is committed, so am I.

Still I don’t know what’s going through in dad’s mind.

“Thank you,” Achilles said as I leaned on his warm chest.

“Stop saying that okay?” I said, annoyed of the over used words.

“I should say that, Jen.”

I rolled my eyes.

“What happened to you today?”

“Slow.”

“I can fell that,” I whispered looking at him.

“Er. Stop staring at me. I felt awkward.”

“Did I?”

“Yes.”

I pinched his arm.”

“Aw! What is that for?”

I just laughed.

He pinched back.

Friday

Where did he go?

The happenings are too mysterious, even Kelly is still mysterious to me. Yes, he had a blood of a Filipino, and a street singer. He loves me and I loved him, what else? That’s all I know about him. His looks are still the same: handsome, like a god forsaken by the supreme god who owned a lot of handsome sons. What else? He ate quietly too.

Wait! Is he a vampire? Jeez! That’s why he smelled different, and he can’t even tell where his family is! Maybe I’m too obsessed reading vampire themed book and dreamed to have a vampire lover so I can ride his expensive car or to ride his back and lead me at the top of pine trees. Gosh, what and I am thinking?

Well, he must have a good reason.