Just You Is Enough

Something inside me

I was crying on my way out the restaurant; never bother looking everywhere but on the floor. I heard some of our friends calling my name at the back but I just shook my head and walk faster until I finally bump into someone.

"I'm sorry." I said as I look around to see that I'm finally outside.

"Its okay, its not-"The guy stop talking and then I've finally look at the person. No wonder somehow that voice seems to be familiar.

"Sam,"

"Luke," I said as I hurriedly wipe away my tears.

His face turns to something as he looks at me. I won't be lying if I say that I didn't miss him. I do, it's just everything is just so not right.

"Are you crying?"

"No, it's just something that- wait, I'm sorry but I have to go." I already dismiss.

"Sam please, I want to know." He said as he grabs my hand. Suddenly I feel like so weak as he held my hand. I can't help but look at his hands to mine.

"I have to go Luke." I pulled away and walk outside to find a cab.

***

These past few days, Harry is been calling me and visiting me in the house but I refuse to face him and keep on rejecting his calls. I need this time to myself. Am I doing things fast for us? I know we've been together for a months and things seem to be a really great but I don't know why I am feeling like this. Seeing Luke that same night makes me even more confuse about everything. Like I've been trying for Harry and I relationship but he seems to be like a book who won't let me read him and just let me look at the cover. I feel like we are not making progress, Harry is a really nice guy but I don't know right now who am I to him. Sometimes it makes me wonder what if I am is in his shoes and what he really thinks about me.

"Sam you okay?" Papa asked as he sits in front of me at the kitchen table.

"Yes Papa, how are you by the way?" I asked.

"I'm good darling," Papa said and gave me a smile.

Nodding, I continue eating breakfast. I can see at my peripheral that papa is still looking at me as he eat.

"Papa, I'm good. Don't you worry about me." I assure him.

Papa just nod but then he speak again.

"Harry came last night and he is looking for you again. I know that I'm just your father and should not be involved on what you two are arguing about or misunderstanding but just know that I'm here for you okay?" Papa said.

"Thank you Papa, I love you."

"I love you too but wait, did he ever hurt you? Like physically?" Papa asked.

I hurriedly shook my head at him and smiled.

"No, Papa and I think he will never do that to me."

"Well that's good to know because if he ever laid a hand to you to hurt you, I will do my boxing skills to him." Papa said as he do some air punches and I laugh with him.

"No need for that Papa, he is a nice guy and he will not hurt me." I told dad.

"Good, but just a piece of advice darling. Don't let your problems take long hanging in the air, solve it together before it's too late and in the end you'll just regret how you wasted some time without fighting that is really worth fighting for."Papa said before he leaves the kitchen.