Ever Since That Day

Chapter One

" And if the day comes
When I finally stop missing you,
I will have been released from a beautiful nightmare. "

- Anonymous

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It's only 2 weeks before my summer vacation ends and all I did is to play with my pet, sleep, read books and the other usual things that would complete my day.

The blue curtains of my window doesn't seem to cover my room from the sunlight that passes through it. The paint of my room  is skyblue which is my favorite color and in the center is my bed wherein my favorite plushie is there which is an owl named Roro.

I have already took a bath earlier and I'm now sitting at my bed and  looked at my phone to check the time. It's 11:30 in the morning. I'm combing my dark long hair just below my waist that is really messy because I don't like fixing it every minute like any other girls do.

I'm wearing a black tee partnered with a jersey shorts. I'm more comfortable wearing these than those skinny jeans.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the  voice downstairs.

"Saila! " It's Larry, my dad.

I put my brush to my dresser and get my ponytail to make my hair look nice and shouted back  "Yeah Dad? "

"Lunch is ready ! Come down now! " I know because I can smell it from here.

Before I go out of my room, I noticed before the window across mine. I remember something , no -- it's someone actually.

It's been years since that window opened up and I haven't seen the person who lives next door. Well, I pretty much don't care anymore besides, lunch is ready so I must eat.

***

It is quiet while my dad and I were eating. The only thing that keeps our house from being so peaceful is my dad's phone. It keeps on ringing.

My dad cooked a fish steak. He's a fine cook but his work is actually different. He is a Certified Public Accountant but he he is a teacher in a state university.

I am chewing my food silently when he asks me, "How's your summer? "  I finished chewing and answered, " It's fine. "

My dad just 'hmmm' as a sign that my answer seems okay with him. He then looks up to me again and said, "Your mother called earlier while you're still sleeping, --" it caught my attention.

" -- she says, she's looking forward seeing you, back to your old self again. " Really? Well, i'm not.

" Saila, i understand you. You can tell your mother your problems too so she can help you. " my dad is always the one who understands me, not my mom. I even tried to tell my mom my problems, but she just won't listen so i stopped.

" You know me better dad, mom doesn't . " i finished my food. I lost my appetite. Surprisingly, dad also finished his food and i get up from my seat to bring the plates to get them washed.

My dad watches me go to the kitchen and says something that didn't cross to my mind ever again, " Just so you know, there's a truck outside that contains furnitures and stuffs and I think that belongs to the Dawsons. "

I dropped the spoon. And there's a knock on the door and my dad hurriedly opened the door and next thing I know, the person I least expect to see  standing in our dining area holding a bowl of macaroni salad that seems to be a peace offering for me I guess and smiles widely.

**

Who gave him the permission to just step into our house and go straight to the dining area? Who gave him the permission to smile at me? Who gave him the permission to give me macaroni salad? Who gave him the courage to just enter our house without thinking if i even wanted to see him? Argh.

My subconscious mind suddenly told me, 'Duh! When you enter your house, the table is just one turn left from your door so he can see you from the kitchen! '

My father gladly accept the salad and I continued to wash the dishes. I don't care if I appear to be rude but I really don't want to acknowledge his presence.

From the kitchen, I could hear their conversation about me. I obviously didn't like it. I could hear both of them laughing. Psh!

I've finished my work and decided to go to my room upstairs.

"Where you going Sai? Didn't you miss me? " the hell I care.

"Saila, he's talking to you. Don't be rude. " really dad? You don't help.

I turned to look at him with my poker face . I hope he would know that he's not welcome. Instead, he just smiled at me.

"Hell-low.." I finally did. I turned to dad who's just smiling.
" I need to finish my homework. " and I hurriedly go upstairs. I heard them laugh. What's wrong?

***

My windows are open and the wind are just so refreshing. I feel sleepy so I decided to play with my dog, Jasper. He's a pomeranian.

While playing with my dog, i heard the windows across our house open and  a guy appears. He looks different now. He's taller, and his skin looks different. He looks like a man now. Well, he's a year older than me and everything changes. It's not new anymore.

He smiled at me again when he saw me and I heard him yell my name. I didn't care i just continied playing with Jasper.

"Heyy! Sailaaa!!" He throws a rock at my window. He really knows how to make me mad. The nerve of this guy! He knows I hate people throwing things if they can hand it properly.

I stand in my window and the rock hit me. I glared at him.

"I'm sorry. " he yells, scratching his head.

"Don't throw rocks at my window. " i wrote on a paper.

He was shocked at first when he noticed what I did but then also look for a paper and pen to continue our conversation.

"I'm sorry. I just missed you. :) " he continues to smile.

"I'm going to sleep. Bye. " i let him read it and closes my window. It's different now. I know it is not the usual thing for me to write my thoughts on a paper because back then I also scream like he did.

"Wait! It's summer , you don't have any homework. " he said laughing. I ignored it while i finally closed my window.

"Sleep well" i heard him yell.  I sit on my bed.

I don't want to go back again to the things that makes me feel hurt. I don't want to feel alone again because I feel secured now from what I made myself. And i don't want to cry again because I know, it is not worth it.

Author's Note: Hey guys! That's the window of Saila. Enjoy!