Sobersided Play

Chapter Thirteen: How To Save A Life

It was already six in the evening and Jake still hadn't arrive. What could've happened to him? There were various intermission numbers to entertain the guests and I wanted to go out to call four eyes.

Finally, I quite got a quiet environment outside. I dialed his phone number, but he was still not answering. I put all of my attention to my phone and let my feet walk until I reached the parking lot.

When I raised my head to see my way, the apple of my eyes appeared again right before me. This time it's different.

I saw two lights streaming from his side and they were getting closer and closer to him. Those I saw were from the running car.

So I went after him and then pushed him because I was trying to save his life. Though it turned out I only caused him to go in the middle farther more with him. I just took a breath deeply... and that.

The car stopped. My head was quite dizzy after that and the driver went down. "Abegail? Thank goodness you're not hurt!" Nathan hugged me. And so I looked at the car and I realized it's ours. "What were you trying to do?!"

He was still hugging me when I spoke, "Where's the driver?"

"He went back and I used the car to go here."

"Uhh, excuse me," four eyes said in a low voice and then he ran straight ahead to the café.

I lightly pushed Nathan for him to stop hugging me. "Why are you here?" I asked.

"My friend invited me here," he answered.

"Oh really? Or are you a psychopath now and wanting to kill Jake?"

His eyebrows furrowed, "What do you think of me?!"

"It's a good thing I tried to save him."

"Tried to save him? Or was that double-suicide?"

"Whatever! I'm out of here!" I exclaimed and then walked grumpily to the café.

I went back inside the Greenhouse Café and seated on the chair surrounded by Bea, Steph, four eyes, Theo and Alex.

"What's with the face?" Steph asked that made everyone look at me.

"Nothing."

"Aren't you happy that your four eyes is already here?" Bea asked.

I exhaled with my eyes closed, trying to make myself calm. I was about to speak, but four eyes spoke for me in a wrong way.

"She and her boyfriend fought."

"What?!" everyone interrogated in chorus including me.

Four eyes stood up, "I need to go to comfort room. Excuse me." He then left.

"Abegail, you have a boyfriend?" Bea asked and everyone's eyes were directed to me.

"Eh? I don't have one!"

"What? But Jake just said you had a fight with your boyfriend," Steph said.

"I don't know what he is talking about," my eyebrows crinkled.

"Eh?" Alex grinned while looking at me as if I had something that I'm hiding from them.

"I really don't have," I groaned. "I don't know what that four eyes was saying."

I stood up, "Please excuse me. I might need some fresh air."

They chuckled, "Well you're inside a greenhouse café."

"And fresh air means peace of mind," I answered and then left them.

I went outside to go to the balcony and sit down on the floor. I sighed.

"I'm not gonna ask you if you're okay. I just want to warn you how awkward it is to be seen sitting on the floor by very fancy people."

I rolled my eyes, "They're no match to my fanciness so like I care."

He chuckled as he sat beside me, "Okay okay. I'm just gonna listen to your problems."

I looked at him and he added, "Well," he paused. "If you want to tell me then go. I'm just right here."

I rested my head on his shoulder. "I speak English, he speaks English, but why can't I understand him?"

"Huh? Are you talking about your boyfriend?"

I bumped my head on his shoulder, "I repeat, I don't have a boyfriend!"

"So who are you referring to then?"

"Nathan."

"Dum-dum," he said. "Whatever that is, it's normal to have a misunderstanding."

"But we always have a misunderstanding."

He smiled, "Then you and him are always very normal."

What he said made me smile and look at him, "Thanks."

"For what?" he looked at me and his lips accidentally hit on my forehead.

I immediately sat straight and he moved away in shock, "S-sorry! I really really didn't mean to."

I laughed, "It's okay. It's not like you stole my first kiss."

He still kept apologizing. So I added, "It's just on the forehead so it's okay."

"Okay okay," he calmed down.

"You make it sound so obvious."

"What?"

"You also haven't had your first kiss, eyy?" I asked him that made him fluster so I laughed.

"Whatever," he laughed too. He stood up and offered his hand, "Stand up, princess of fanciness. You might not look fancy if you sit on the floor."

I smiled and took his hand to stand up, "Okay, guy in pink."

We went back to our seats together and Bea asked me again if I was alright. "I'm okay now," I answered.

"Say," I paused. "Four eyes is also wearing pink!"

"You just noticed?" Steph jaw-dropped. "Real men wear pink!"