Voice on the Radio

Chapter 2

I went home and tried to avoid the radio in my apartment. As much as possible, I want to clear things up. I want to know if I'm just hallucinating a while ago or something. I mean, come on! Is a normal person even allowed to fall in love with just a voice? That's just insane, right?

I sat on the floor and tried to think deeply when suddenly, the door banged and I lost my focus. When I looked at the person who caused that little commotion, I was irritated.

"Oh, it's you again. What a pleasant surprise?" I said and then rolled my eyes.

"Come on Carrie. My presence is better than listening to some folks on the radio right?" Woah. That hit me.

"I don't think so Vince. I'd prefer being alone than being with you." Vince sat down beside me.

"Is that really your way of welcoming me back?"

"No. Not really. I missed you." Then I hugged him.

"Aww. That's better and that's more I like it." Vince winked at me then hugged me as well. By the way, Vince is my quasi boyfriend. So he's my boyfriend but he's not my boyfriend. Let's just say we're somewhere in between. I know it's kind of complicated but what can I do? He's always leaving and he doesn't want me to wait for him forever.

"By the way, why are you so serious when I arrived a while ago?"

"That was nothing. I'm just thinking that's all. Is thinking already illegal or what?"

"Nice try, Carrie. Tell me, what were you thinking about?"

"Things?" I answered him then bowed my head down.

"What in particular?" He lifted my head and made me face him.

"Nothing important, promise." Then I forced a smile.

"Okay. I won't push it any more. Do you want to eat or watch a movie? Come on, I miss the old times."

"Well, let's go then." And we headed down to the nearest mall from my apartment. I missed the old times as well. I missed Vince so much. I know he's not my real boyfriend but I still love him. This kind of thing sucks right? *sigh*

Our first stop was a restaurant. The ambiance was good and all but I guess there should always be something that makes everything wrong. The restaurant tunes in to the radio station where I heard his voice. His voice that gave me chills. His voice that makes my heart skip a beat. Ugh. I hate it.

"Hey. Are you alright?"

"Uhm. Yeah. I'll just find a seat. Just order me the usual." I told Vince and sat down in the chair farthest from the entrance of the restaurant.

When the crew of the restaurant changed the music, I was relieved. I mean, is his voice haunting me or what? It's so creepy already. I can't help but think of why this thing is happening to me today. Is this a jinx or a punishment? Err. I don't know. But one thing's for sure. I need to disregard my thoughts about his voice.

"Here's our order. Come on, let's eat." Vince took the seat in front of me and placed our orders on the table.

I was about to eat when he suddenly grabbed my hand with the fork and took the fork away from me.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing? I want to eat already." I told him and then made my famous pout.

"I just want to be the one who will feed you today."

"I'm not a child anymore. I can handle eating all by myself."

"Yes. You're not a child but you're as special to me so please let me do this even just for now." Vince told me and then he turned somewhat reddish. Wait. Is he blushing?

"Okay then. But don't do this all time okay? I might get used to this and I'll surely miss this if you'll leave again." Vince twisted the noodles of the pasta and slowly placed that inside my mouth. After which he grabbed his own fork but I stopped him.

"Wait."

"Why?"

"So that it would be fair, I'll be the one to feed you." I told him and then smiled. Vince smiled as well.

We continued feeding each other and we didn't even notice that most of the people in the restaurant are looking at us. Oopsies. We're sorry for being sweet. Hahaha.

"Vince, I think we need to go now. I can't stand all these people staring at us."

"Okay. Let's watch a movie then." Vince winked at me again and we left the restaurant silently.

We proceeded to the cinema and watched a romantic film. Vince held my hand all throughout the movie. He kept on glancing at me every time. I'm not used to all the sweetness that he's showing today. I think there's something that's going on.

After watching the film, we went to my apartment and sat on the couch. We were silent for minutes until I decided to ask Vince a question.

"Vince, is there something that's bothering you right now?"

"Nothing I guess. Why'd you ask?"

"Liar. I know you too well. Tell me, what's wrong?" I said while facing the wall.

"Okay. I'll tell you the truth."

"Go on. I'm listening."

"I'm leaving."

"Well, you're always leaving. What's new?"

"This time's different. I'm leaving. I'm leaving for good." I didn't know what to say. But one thing's for sure, my tears said it all.