We found love in a hopeless place

chapter 6: kill me with guilt.

 *I dedicate this to Gianne. read her story :)

"Is there a problem?"

"No, why would you ask that?"

"I noticed you even before we went to the bar you were really kind of disconnected. Then one minute you were all over me"

I got caught off-guard by his question, I didn't even prepare myself. What should I tell him? That someone is pissing me off and I wanted revenge. I knew it, I shouldn't have agreed to this double-date thing. It was just a problem for me and Remy, I am debating with myself whether or not I would tell him I dated Craig or not. Craig not asking me out again would be the least of my problems.

It was so awkward standing in front of my condo and not saying anything to Craig...

"You're right, I was just moody. I'm sorry"

Before hearing anything of what he has to say, I went inside and before closing the door I called it a day. And after one problem I will encounter another one with Marco, then even after these walls I will still have to face Remy! God, I need therapy.

"Marco? I'm home"

I turned the light on and as it flickered, I saw him lying helplessly on the couch with his mouth partly open. And when the light lit the room fully he got blinded by it and woke up. He wasn't surprise to see me though.

"Did you just come home?"

He said as he was stretching and yawning.

"Yeah, I texted you. I was out on a date"

"I know, Bre told me"

"What? how come you didn't tell me"

I asked, confused. But he just stared at me as if the answer was very obvious.

"Oh right, the silent treatment"

This has gone for a week already. And I am curious if his saliva isn't drying up already because when Marco said something when he's serious he would do it. Technically, he didn't say that he would not talk to me. It just kind of happen, and it sucks. But wait, he just talked to me.

"Ha! You talked to me"

"Yeah, so?"

I rolled my eyes at him, he's not good at pretending.

"The ice cube act isn't working Marco"

I sat next to him and I couldn't help but be amuse that finally my best friend had gotten over with our dilemma. I started poking at his arms while having a big grin on my face.

"Admit it, you can't help but forgive me right? right? You can't stay mad at me"

"Alright, I'm going back to bed. You have disturb my slumber"

I just sighed and let him go, What's with men and long hours of sleep? 

**

The next morning I came to class early because my first subject teacher was...well you guessed it right. Remy. He didn't notice I came in because I think he was checking our quiz so I cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked up and was surprise to see me standing in front of me.

"Heyy, I brought coffee. But they were from the vending machine in school so I don't think it'll taste that great"

"Thank you"

GUILTY, GUILTY, GUILTY....

(Tell him what happened, or someone else will)

I can't, he might flip out and I don't need another man in my life walk away or not talk to me. It was not my fault anyway.