The Wrong Guy

Chapter 20 Into My Own Pain

                Alex said he still had stuff to do with the baby doll, so I decided to head off. Of course, I wanted to tail him wherever he planned to go, but I didn’t want to be too obvious, so I played safe, and I totally regretted it. Alex came back by the time English started again, and he barely had any time to talk because he came back a minute late, so I wasn’t able to chat or greet him again… sadly.

                I watched Alex almost all the time in our English, and he seemed really busy and bothered, not worried but pretty occupied. Of course, our English papers were returned, and we were tasked to write again. I didn’t really do well probably because I was overwhelmed with the urge and excitement to talk to Alex.

                It had become a relief when class ended. It seemed like it was forever. I became excited again with the thought that I’d be able to talk to Alex, but when I intended to, Alex rushed out of the room with the others. He looked like he was in a hurry, and I was so desperate, so I hurried to fix my stuff and follow him. When I got outside, I ran to him as he walked rapidly. I stopped beside him and walked as fast as him.

                “Hey!” I greeted.

                “Oh,” Alex looked at me and back at walking rapidly. “Hey! I’m sorry, Liyah, but I would have to need to leave you behind ‘coz I’m kinda’ in a hurry.”

                “That’s okay.” I tried to catch up to him. “I’m catching up. Where are you going anyway? Can I tag along?”

                “Huh.” Alex reacted when he saw that I walked rapidly like he did. “I gotta pick up Winnie. I don’t know if it’s something you’d want to tag along to.”

                “Winnie’s not at school yet?” well, as far as I knew, Winnie had a class earlier than SexEd, so she must have been late.

                “Yeah. She didn’t want to go to school at all after being humiliated on her birthday, but I forced her to. I said it wasn’t that bad, and she could just spend the day with me if she didn’t feel like talking to anyone else for now.”

                “Oh.” I buried myself with thoughts again. It was amazing how Alex was so concerned about Winnie. Well, I was, too, but it came a little weird to me. I didn’t know if it was just Alex’s nature or if Winnie was something to him.  “That’s really nice of you.”

                “Well, I just thought that she didn’t deserve that at all.” He said as he walked slower, like he wanted me to hear him out. “And I don’t really know what to do or if it’s going to make things better, but…”

                Alex paused and stopped as I stopped beside him and looked. He faced me and said, “I’ll just do like what you told Sharon earlier. Just Do It. It’s kinda’ deep, but if I’m not mistaken, it means I should do what I think is right.”

                “That’s exactly what it means.” I told him.

                “And helping Winnie out in these situations is the right thing to do.” He said as he continued to walk, but I pulled his arm, and he stopped and turned back to me.

                “I want to come with you. I want to be there for Winnie.” I said. I didn’t really know if I said that because I wanted to be there for Winnie or if I just wanted them to not have any alone time; it was probably both.

                “You can’t.” he denied. “You’ll be late, and you still need to watch your baby doll.”

                “I don’t care if I’m late, and Steve’s got the doll.” I lied, of course. “I’ll be fine, Alex.”