SIDED LOVE

8. Meet Up's turned into Break Up's

I skipped at lunch and went straight to Sancho's apartment. Victor texted me as soon as he found out and I told him i'll be home by 8.

When I got here, I found two cars parked by the parking lots. I know where Sanchi's car is parked so I don't recognize these cars.

I tried my best to look mature today but I can't pull it off without acting like one. I decided to come over to Leah's place and ask for a redo of my get up before I enter Sancho's apartment.

When I am finally prepared, Sanchi greeted me with a hug similar with last night's. I blushed when he did it without me knowing.

"You look good today. Where'd you get that dress?" He asked while tugging on my sleeves.

"From my mom. I asked her a while ago that I had to rush somewhere. I'm glad she didn't ask any questions after that." I tell him as I fake a smile when Sancho's mom came in with a baby.

Sancho's mom looked exactly like Sam. I wanted to go hug her and say that Sam is very intelligent to know who I was.

"Oh, is she Olivia?" Sancho's mom asks.

"Yes. I'm Olivia Are-- Wright." I corrected myself. "Sancho's wife"

"I'm so glad, Sancho. You've finally build your own family. I'm so proud." Her mom is so sweet that I can't help but just feel bad for her because she's the only one being lied to.

"Mom, do you want something? Something to eat? Olivia and I prepared something to eat. We can have lunch here."

"Oh yes! Your sister Amanda here is dying to eat." I looked at Sancho's reaction to expect him smiling but I noticed something off. He wasn't.

I guess his mother noticed this so she just shut her mouth. I still don't know what's happening though.

"Come, Let's eat Mrs. Wright." I just started the conversation. I don't want to leave an awkward eerie inside Sancho's living room.

"Oh dear, just call my mom. I'm your mom now, alright?" I nod at her sweetly and we all went to the dining table.

During the lunch itself, I didn't hear anything more than Sancho's mother's traveling. I also found out that he sister Amanda just came out latter this year so she's not really that much of used to the surroundings. That is why his mother is taking his sister to places.

Amanda also resembles her mother and also Sam. I feel happy that they all look like their mothers except for Sancho himself. Sancho looked like his father if I would say.

After lunch, we all decided to watch a movie. We watched two movies straight until it's nighttime. Sancho's mom and Amanda needs to go home.

And I should too.

"Stay for a bit." Sancho pleaded. I nod and waved at his mother and Amanda as they leave the block.

"What is it?"

"I'm going to bring you home tonight. I heard there was a criminal who got out of jail yesterday. I don't want to risk your safety." He informs me while double checking the door.

"Aww, that's so sweet."

"If you're tired, you can go sleep at my room. I'll just wake you up when my mom calls directly from our house telephone. I want to assure that she's not following you or anything." He says. He sounds like a monotonic robot following rules.

"'Kay. I'll sleep okay?" I went to his room and decided to take a quick nap.

When I woke, I felt myself holding something. I looked down and saw Sancho's hand on mine. I guess I must've hold it before or maybe he crept in to look after me and I mistakenly took his hand. I don't know.

"Uh, you awake?" He takes off his hand to rub his eyes. I wonder if he knew that.

"Yes. What time is it?"

"7:45 pm. Oh crap. I didn't look at the time. I'm sorry." He rushed out of the room and went back. "I guess it's safe now. My mom called earlier and said she's at home with dad. I'm glad."

"I'm glad too."

"Come. Let's bring you home."

Sancho drove me home and yet we are still silent. Does he know that he held my hand earlier? Why am I even asking myself that?

"I'm thankful my mother didn't notice you as a sixteen year old. I thought she'd flip." He started the conversation.

"I thought so too." I told him even if I'm out of words.

"Be careful when going home, alright?"

"Why?"

"I just said so. Besides, I don't have plans coming for tomorrow and I won't be interferring with your school activities. Tomorrow also will be my departure for China since I need to do some research for my book."

"You're leaving?"

"Sadly."

Why did my heart just raced? Is it that bad not seeing him for a day? Was I getting used to his face? But I just met him?

"We'll not be communicating afterwards?" Why do I sound so sad today.

"Do you want to go somewhere over the weekend?" He asks while slowing down the speed.

"Where though?"

"Anywhere. I'll pick a place, you want?"

I lowered my head and sighed. Why does my heart feel so bloated? Why am I getting so worked up with this? Is it because I am now regretting what I am doing?

"It's alright, Sancho. Just invite me over if you want. I am always free."

When will we make progress? Or is it just me who gets excited over this matter? I am so frustrated I can't even breath.

"Hey Ollie." I felt his finger touch my chin. I noticed that the car is parked already in front of my building. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm great. Why'd you ask though?"

He leans close and puts both of his palms on my cheeks. He pressed his lips on my forehead and my face burned as he did that.

I guess this is farewell.

END