Since then, I tried my best to ignore him. I even changed my class schedule just to avoid him. I love my dad so much. Even though I only grew up seeing him on video calls, I still know that the blood inside me is from him. I should do what he wants, at least whole-heartedly.
I started to use the other gate to enter the school. I changed my phone number, everything. It stayed like this for more than a month. I thought I could be happy, obeying my dad and disregarding the things that I really want. But within those weeks, I feel lonely. I feel so alone. When at home, it's like I'm a boarder who doesn't have a connection to everyone. When in school, it's like no one wants to talk to me and most of my time was spent zoning out and imagining things. If imagination could be a transportation, I don't know what place I am in right now.
But one day, maybe brought by fate, I lined up at the canteen because I feel like craving for diced pineapples. This food is what Tracy usually brings when I'm not in the mood or when I'm angry at him. When it became my turn, I saw him there. Tracy. He's sitting down beside the vendor and said "I knew it." And he excitedly stood up and smiled. I tried to ignore him and talked to the vendor instead.
"One pack please." I said.
"Here." Tracy handed me a paper bag which contains tons of diced pineapples.
"Wh---" He cut my words and said "Don't worry, there's enough salt inside." He lifted the bag up beside his face, shook it and smiled widely.
I don't know but I just smiled out of amusement and hugged him so tight! He knows me too well. He hugged me back and said Sorry.
"You don't have to be. It's not your fault." Then I grabbed the paper bag and ran away. He followed me and tried to catch me until we went inside his car and drove to the mountaintop.
"So what are we gonna do now?" He asked.
"I don't know. Maybe we could be like before. We just have to make sure we won't get caught again." He laughed with what I said then I also laughed with him.
Am I doing the right thing? If my dad finds this out, I don't know what'll happen next. I just have to prepare myself for everything.
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TRAGIC
General Fiction******* Tragic- causing strong feelings of sadness usually because someone has died in a way that seems very shocking or unfair. My name is Jamie and this is my life. My life is like a lonely story with lacking pages. It infers sadness and at the sa...
