Now That I Know The Truth, You're Not Real

Now That I Know The Truth, You're Not Real Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

I answered the phone as I got up and went outside to the car. Why I felt the need to get up and leave, was beyond me. It was a slightly rude act on my behalf. And yet, there I was leaning against Sapphire’s car, answering the phone with a questionable hello. What I got as a response confused me. The person on the other end wanted to know why I hadn’t called yet. I had absolutely no idea who the person was. It was a guy and he seemed rather cocky, and slightly annoying.

“Listen I really don’t know who you are, and because I don’t know who you are; I wouldn’t call you.” I had tried to sound apologetic but there was just something about his voice that agitated me. I couldn’t really put my finger on it, because for all I knew he was a really nice person in real life. But his voice, ugh! It was annoying to say the least; pompous, arrogant, self centered; overall just aggravating to my ears.

“Ouch, it hurts that you don’t remember me. But like I said before, I’d be calling from the number, and under the name, you wouldn’t recognize.” I was hoping he would just hang up. I should have known that persistence would follow a voice like that.

The line went quiet on both sides. While I thought, he waited for a response. It felt like a blonde moment, for me. Should I have known who he was? I wasn’t quite sure. I tried to get around the voice for long enough to think of who this person, who was calling me, was.

“Is this the guy from the park?” I asked a bit unsure.

“Ah, so you do remember me,” he said confidently.

“And your name is Charles?” I asked still unsure.

“Yeah, just call me Charlie. I like it better, Charles makes me sound old.”  Note to self; if I do continue a possible friendship with him remember to only ever call him Charles. But for now . . .

“Um, ok. What can I do for you Charlie?” Think positive Kitana. Be nice. Good things come to those who are kind. Wait no that’s not it; that’s good things come to those who wait. . . . Oh yeah! Do unto others the way you would like them to do unto you! Hah! And, personally, I would like to be only treated with kindness.

“Well have you given thought to my proposal?”

“What proposal?” I was starting to get a headache. I was thinking too much about this conversation, and I hadn’t even digested all of my lunch.

He sighed into the phone before answering. “I told you to call me when you figured out what I could do for you.” I was just starting to hear the masculinity in his voice. If I remembered correctly it suited him. It wasn’t deep, and though it annoyed me to no end, it suited him.

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe I never called because there really isn’t anything you can do for me?” Seriously I had a boyfriend. What the hell would I want with this guy?

“Yes it did. But, that is why I’m calling now.” I began to think that he wasn’t the type to give up easily. He was getting a little too optimistic for my liking. If anything we would only end up ever being friends.