It's My Crazy Life

Chapter Nineteen

Hannah POV

With so many thoughts going around in my mind, taking a break at this moment seemed like the right thing to do.

My parents allowed my request to go for the camping, while telling me repeatedly to take care of myself and not to do anything 'foolish'.

"I promise mom, I will take care of myself. Don't worry." I reach for her hands and kiss them gently.

Following it I hug Jack and kiss his chubby cheeks, squeezing him tightly towards me. My father steps forward and kisses on my forehead, instructing me once again to take care of myself and reminding me of his self defense lessons, in case anything goes wrong.

I roll my eyes at how much they are worried about my two days camping trip, but none the less I hug him tightly and assure him I will be cautious.

But to be true to myself, I was starting to feel a bit uneasy.

Maybe because I am not really use to going out on trips without my family.

"Here, take this envelope and give it to Lucy on the fourth floor on your way down. It's a party invitation for her from some relative of her. Make sure she receives it." Mom passes me an envelope along with my carry bag and bottle.

I keep on waving at them until the elevator doors shut close and grip the envelope in my sweaty hands.

With a ding sound the doors to the elevator opened on the fourth floor and I stepped out. Weighing my bag on the left hand I pressed the bell button from the right hand and waited for the person on the other side to come out.

"What's taking her so long?" Impatiently I pressed the bell button two more times and was disappointed when still no one responded.

I thought to go back and leave the envelope on her doorstep, but it was like my mom's voice playing in my mind telling me to properly handover it to Aunt Lucy, which made me stop and wait.

I was still waiting when I heard some heavy footsteps approaching me.

"You are going somewhere?" David came running and stopped just a foot away from me. He examined me from up to down, paying special attention to the bag on my shoulder and the envelope in my hand.

"Ya.." I looked at him a bit surprised by his presence and then immediately looked down. "I mean yes, I am going somewhere." I fidgeted along with the bag on my shoulder and pressed the door bell again.

"May I ask where?" He tried to make eye contacts which I was deliberately avoiding.

"Amm..camping." What the hell! Why am I getting scared of answering him.

"That's cool." He commented while brushing back his shabby hair which have droplets of sweat running down their locks.

I thought we were done here and breathed a sigh of relief. But then he spoke again.

"May I ask with whom?" I looked up at him incredulously aware about his unusual noisy behavior. Why is he suddenly so much interested in my life?

No matter how unusual I was finding his behavior, I somewhere felt compelled to answer him, and that too honestly, which was weird.

"Just some friends...Smith's friends." Adding Smith's name in the sentence was like committing a big mistake. Because the next thing I saw was his demeanor completely changing. From calm and curious to annoyed and angry.

He opened his mouth to speak, but then shut it midway.

I looked down at his hands which he was clenching and unclenching repeatedly and bit my lips restlessly.

I wish I could say something that could cool down his anger, but currently I was in lost of words.

Remembering our last time together in the park, we sort of have an unfinished business between us.

"Where?" And here he speaks again.

Now he wants to know where I am going. Just great!

He must have felt that I haven't understood him in the first place because he repeated again.

"Where are you going for the camping?" Second time he sounded somewhat more under control and composed.

"I don't know." He looked at me like I have lost my mind.

"Smith said that the place is a surprise...so I really don't know." He opened his mouth to say something, and from the looks I think something bitter, but got interrupted by Aunt Lucy who finally opened the door.

"Hannah! Sorry kiddo I kept you waiting. I was bathing. Come on, come inside." She hugged me and asked me to come inside her house which I politely declined and passed her the envelope.

I turned around and faced David completely. I don't know what to say but I wanted to say something. After all I won't get to see him for the following two days.

But before I could say something, he turned around and left.

He just left.

I stood there stumped watching his retreating figure and feeling a weird kind of ache in my chest.

At least he could bid me farewell.

He was all I kept thinking about on our way to camp.

The place was still a surprise to me and I so badly wanted to tell Smith that 'I hate surprises'.

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