I wanted to say sorry but I can't bring myself to say it to her. I know I have cheated on her, lied to her face and made a lot of alibis. I ruined what she thought was the perfect relationship. I strayed bringing my heart and my feelings away from her. I am still not at peace with myself. I know that she already found someone new but did she already forget about me? Can she really move on that quickly after remembering everything?
Lana had been a constant topic in my relationship with Annie every day. I don't mean it but Annie seems to sense my worries. My conscience has been bugging me to apologize to Lana for everything I have done to hurt her. Every day, I am suffering knowing I did something bad with her. I hurt her. I was already holding a gem in my hand but I was so stupid that I threw it away.
It's a weekend and instead of enjoying the day, I am sulking over past mistakes. My phone rings and I see Trish's picture flashing on my screen. "Hello, stranger."
"What?! Is that the right way to greet your most gorgeous cousin? I have been traveling in different places so I don't have much time to call or text or email. I'm coming home by next week. Can I crash at your place for probably a week?" She screamed excitedly over the phone. First call in five years and she's already asking favors.
"Hmm." I pretended to think for a second.
"Please, please, please Blake! I promise I won't be bringing friends over. But I cannot promise that I won't be bringing girlfriends." She teased on the other line. "Kidding aside, I really need a place to crash being the wanderer that I am. I'm done with my travels and I might be settling down already. I won't stay too long. Just as soon as I find myself a nine to five job, I will be out of there." She added.
Trish is my lesbian cousin slash best buddy slash worst enemy slash headache. Since we grew up together, we were close. We ended up taking the same course. We also end up crushing over the same girl most of the time. We quarrel over one thing that we happen to like both. Her leaving the profession in teaching came as a surprise but I respect her passion to travel and create adventures and I support her all the way.
After I agreed to let Trish stay the week in my place, I waited a few days to fetch her ass up in the airport in San Diego. I saw her running as soon as she spotted me in the crowd. "Blaaaaake!!!" She shouted waving at me with her luggage. She's quite easy to spot. She's taller than I am but she has the same color of my hair. Probably from the genes in our mothers' side.
I smile easily at her. It is so nice to see her so relaxed, so energetic and happy. It must be the effect of nature and travel. She just left New York. I wonder if she leaves a girlfriend at every airport. She has this allure in her aura that draws people to her. She's loud and outgoing especially if she's with the company of her relatives and family. She's quite the opposite when she's surrounded by strangers.
"Did you attempt to develop a tan?" I asked her as I noticed her almost tanned complexion.
"I did! Don't I look great?" She posed. "I'm so happy to see you too Blake! I promise, I won't be a pain in the ass, I'll always wash the dishes for you." She whispers and continues, "I cannot promise I won't bring girlfriends though." She smirked as I take two of her luggage. Too many for someone who will be staying for a short time, I doubted. "So, what's the name of the girlfriend?" She asked and I shook my head.
