End Up Here

I Believe You.

I wake up with this awful sound buzzing my ears and I start yelling at nothing, like that's gonna make the alarm stop! Same old stupid Luke, just a different day... 

Ok, so after I finally decide to stop screaming like a five year old girl and turn off the alarm, I start preparing myself for a big day, starting with a cold shower and two cups of coffee. Oh and also an apple, gotta keep these abs you know...

I take a pen from a random drawer and write "news" on the back of my hand, so I don't forget to pick up the papers. The local store opens in about half an hour, which is good, because it gives me time to do nothing. The one thing I'm incredibly good at. 

Today is Sunday, which means tomorrow is Monday (no shit Luke! You're a fucking genius), which means I have work... And what do I do, you ask? I'm Oliver Ludwig's assistant. Yes. Assistant. I didn't believe it either... I'm not even sure what the guy does! All I know is that he's filthy rich and helps me survive, so if all it takes for me to have a house is to take a cup coffee to an old man every three hours, then yes. I'm an assistant. 

Anyways... I've been procrastinating for half an hour now! It's time to go! I take my keys and leave the house, not without feeding my fish first! His name is Roberto, he's Spanish. 

Once I get to the store, the little Indian man behind the counter asks:

" Do you need anything?"

" Yes, I would like to have today's newspaper." 

" Well, that's something you don't see everyday! A young man like you buying actual paper! Wow!" Yeah... I'm surprised too. " Well... Here it is! It'll be two dollars please." He says while giving me the huge piece of paper.

" Here you go." I hand him the money " Thank you sir."

I leave the store while looking at the cover of the papers trying to find anything related to Isabella, or trouble, whatever you want to call her! I see a little section that reads: " Isabella Johnston's mistake may cost her father millions of dollars!" Alongside with a picture of her and her dad. 

Ok... This must be serious... I'm ridiculously curious to know what happened, but I only start searching for the right page once I get to the city park and sit myself on one of those wood benches. 

After I finish reading it, I re-read the important part, still not believing that the girl I talked to yesterday is the same girl who did this...

Right now are 11:14 am, so I start looking around in hope to find something to entertain myself with for the next 46 minutes. And then... I see her. I see Isabella. She's staring at me from across the park, and I wonder for how long she's been there, because in the mean time I've already scratched my crotch three times. 

I smile and she stands up, starting to walk towards my bench. Once she sits beside me, we look at each other just waiting for someone to say something.

" So... What do you think of me now?" She asks while moving her hands nervously.

" Well, hello to you too Isabella."

" Don't call me that. It's weird." 

" Good. That's the point. Weren't we suppose to meet at noon?"

" I ask you the same question."

" I was way too excited for this! You see, my life is based on counting the minutes to the next social interaction, so yeah, after the Indian guy from the paper store, you're the second human I talk to today."

" That was way more information than I needed. Now... I was watching you read the papers and your look was not of satisfaction. Please tell me you don't believe that I robbed and hurt that woman..." I have no idea what to say. Is she telling me this is all a lie? I'm confused. Again.

" Wait... You didn't do it?"

" No! That woman is a fucking liar! She's faking this shit so she can suck all my dads money!"

" Damn! That's messed up! But how did she fake all this?"

" I don't know... I'm still trying to figure that out! Listen, I need to know if you believe or not." Is there any right answer to this? I met her yesterday! I can't explain it but I feel like she's telling the truth. Hope I don't regret this...

" I believe you."