a fate meeting : in the elevator

7

It's really uncomfortable, when you know people are staring at you. But you can't just glower at them. Cause it won't feel right either.

"Tabs, the guy in the info-desk said no one is answering in Troy's Unit. He's most likely out to work but would be on his way around this time of the day. You wanna stay in my apartment while waiting? I left my room number to give to him anyway," Christy told me.

Christy, Bless her soul was glaring at the couple sitting on the sofa adjacent to me. It seems that they too were staring at me.

I can't blame them. The flier posted behind me was so uncanny. It was like a portrait.

I just nod and stood up. My head was down as I walked my way to the faithful elevator.

I'm not really sure if what I'm doing now is right but the knowing that Troy is looking for me and I don't even have the guts to face him when he tried so hard sounds unfair.

And besides, Christy was right.

I think I won't be able to face myself in the next ten years knowing; wondering what could have happened if I took a risk and face Troy.

I like him. That much I know.

Whether he was meant to be my lover in the end or just my protector for that one instance, I would like to at least have the peace of mind that I dared myself to face fate and know the answer myself.

I know you're not supposed to look for love and force yourself to it. But I don't believe in running away from it either.

So here I am, back to this building, walking-in, inside the very elevator where it all started. And I'm wishing, at the back of my mind that it could be Troy and not Christy who will be going in with me.

"Tabitha?" the sound of his voice was like an electric shock.

We must be soul mates!

It was barely a second or two ago when I wish him here and here he is, in the flesh.

Isn't that a sign?

"Hey there!" was all I could mutter.

I can feel my face burn.

"You're here!" there was naked joy in his eyes. God! Why did I waited this long to see him.

"Yeah," I smiled.

Christy was waiting w/ an open elevator door, smirking at us.

Troy glanced her way. Christy just smiled.

"She's my friend, Christy," I introduced.

"Sorry, I needed Tabitha here to decide what to do with you, so I never called you myself," Christy said so matter-of-factly while letting the elevator door close, leaving me behind.

"I'll leave you two on your own now, nice meeting you Troy!" she hurriedly bid farewell while the door shuts.

Troy was smiling broadly before he turned to me.

"Nice friend you got there," His smile was infectious.

"Yeah, I got no choice really," I said returning his charming smile.

"Shall we go some place to talk?" he was blushing and I don't know why.

"Yes, sure," and then I let him lead the way.

Whatever happens now, at least I know I once was brave enough, to risk everything and be with a man, I think I might be falling in love with.

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