In a Glance

Is it the Last Glance?

Hello! I sincerely apologize for no updates for months. Hope you'll like this one. :)

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'If I the past could be rewritten, then our future would not be the same.'

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Classes had been going like whirlwinds because of paper works, reports, exams here and there. It's actually quite okay for it takes my mind off what had happened last week. Also I've been avoiding Dmax and Jake. They've been calling and texting and messaging everyday. Especially Jake, whom sometimes I see waiting outside the campus. I know that I have a lot, and I mean a lot of things to tell to Jake and more to ask to Dmax but I just wanted that 'space' everyone's been talking about when in a complicated situation.

As soon as I got home that friday evening and my head hits my pillow, I let the world of my dreams control my mind. But it wasn't pleasant as it looks. I think I'm having a nightmare.

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'Let go off me!' I pulled myself away from him. Tears falling.

'How many times have I told you that its not true.' he insisted. I just looked the other way.

'Yes, you may have saw me talking to her. But it only happened once. Once I say.' he sounded mad and hurt and something else.

He tightened his hold on my arm. I still can't face him. Deep in my heart I know he talks about the truth. But why does it seem that he is hiding something from me.

I didn't face him. I stood there, I can feel that he's now loosening the grip in my arm and pulls me into a hug. Whispered how sorry he was, never meant to cause such misunderstanding. How he didn't want to see me cry.

It felt sincere, genuine. And I believe him. And what he said seemed true.

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Then the week went by like a blur of events. We successfully defended our project and we all received a very good grade for it. Our hard work had paid off and Prof Arn was so please he treated dinner for all participants. It was awkward for the three of us, but we remained silent about what transpired the past week. Jake is still always beside me. And Rhon follows behind us.

We three, sat on the same table during that dinner. It was weird and really awkward. I really wanted the ground to swallow me whole at the moment and let the day be over with. Our co-group mates are all loud and cheery while the three of us gave small smiles, nods and just quick replies when they talk to us.

'Do you want some more dessert?' Jake asked. He broke the silence that floats around us. I smiled and shook my head as a reply. He look a little disappointed, maybe hoping I would talk to him now. We continued munching on our foods and then I excused myself. I went out to have some air, not knowing both of them followed me out.

'Aly, wait!' Jake called out. I stopped walking and turned around. Both of them, looking so stressed-out because of the situation we all got ourselves into.

'I'm not feeling well now.' I muttered.

'I'll go back inside and say my thanks to prof. Arn, I'll leave you two now.' I said as I strode past them, a hand grabbed my wrist and stopped me from going back inside. I took a glance to see who it was, the moment my eyes caught his eyes, he let's go and places his hands on his pocket once again.

'Sorry, didn't meant to do that.' he said then scratched his nape and continued 'Jake and I just wanted to say something to you. Or rather I wanted to say something to you.' Rhon said apologetically.