The Wrong Guy

Chapter 46 Kiss The Wind

                Laura was very desperate to know what I was crying about. I wanted to tell her, but I didn't want her to worry in any way, so I ended up not telling her. Of course, she insisted, but I just cried, and she felt sorry for me. I just went home after that. I didn't attend that class and just took my stuff out of the classroom and brought it with me. Alex was a little bummed about what I was doing, but he didn't really say anything. He probably thought it was bad to bother about me when Winnie's around, or maybe he didn't bother about me at all. I just cried all day at home. I was stuck on my bed and just stared at the ceiling. I was like that for a couple of days. Of course, I was absent, and Laura's been calling me a lot. I wanted Alex to call, but he didn't seem like he cared.

                I went back to school, but I never talked to Alex or to Winnie... not even to Nick. I really haven't seen any of them for that while. I attended classes, did homework, and even work part time babysitting on parents that have night shifts. I also knew I had no chance for Stanford, so I decided to just study in the University of California in Berkeley. Well, I didn't really need that much money for the college days, but I just wanted to spend some time working so I didn't have to think of Alex or anyone.

                Dad visited us a lot the past few months. Sometimes, he brought Red over, and Red was always so enthusiastic to see me. Dad said he really liked me. So even when I was so broken up with Alex and Winnie, I was still fixed with my family. Maybe that was actually that one thing I was missing. Maybe I really just wasn't meant for Alex. I started losing my faith that everything will be getting better between us, but I just felt like I moved on. After not seeing him and not talking to him in our classes, everything about him felt different. It was like I got used to him, not being around me. It wasn't really such a bad thing, but I didn't' know if it was a good thing either.

                June 4th was one of the most fateful days. It was a Saturday, and we didn't have class. I also had free time because I was supposed to babysit someone again for the night, so I was free in the morning time. I thought I'd stop by and drop off some flowers for Sharon. Even when Sharon believed that Alex and I would end up together, I didn't. I didn't know if she felt disappointed in me or anything, but I just wanted to let her know that she was still important to us no matter how broken Alex and I got. So, I went to the cemetery where Sharon was buried. It was almost the end of spring, so the snow was long gone. It was a little windy when I parked my car and went off with the bouquet of white roses. I made my way through the windy cemetery and to Sharon's grave. At first, I stared at her tombstone, remembering everything we did together. Alex, Sharon, and I were linked together like no other. We had something special that no other special friend had. But I felt like everything was ruined. We were all separated by pride and death. As I placed my bouquet in front of her tombstone, I noticed that there was a crane of a paper swan on the grass. I gently placed my flowers and picked up crane. It looked a little new and clean. I figured it whoever put that there was just there not too long before I came. I just didn't mind it anyway. I placed the crane back and started to walk away. On the way back, I noticed a guy was sitting in front of one grave while cross-legged on the grass. I thought I knew who he was. His shape looked a little familiar, but I couldn't remember because he was facing the other way. Then, he began to swing his legs back and turn to see me. The wind blew hard and quiet. My stomach felt warm again. My hair brushed my sight like it was exciting me to see him. It was Alex, sitting on the grass. I didn't know what he was doing on another grave or whose grave it was, but he stood when he saw me.

                "Liyah." He calmly said. He didn't smile like he used to. He seemed a little down than usual. He probably knew that I was affected with his relationship with Winnie.

                "Oh." I pretended that I didn't care. "Alex. It's been a while."

                "Yeah." He nodded and continued to look at me differently. He seemed serious and worried, "It's been a while. I'm glad you're here. I wanted to talk to you, but I never got the chance."