T H R E E (A)

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by lovetaia

by lovetaia

C H A P T E R T H R E E (A)

It had been a week since I'd last seen her. I wanted desperately to see her smiling face again. I rehearsed exactly what I was going to say to her on my way to the bookstore, but she wasn't there. I returned daily: same time, same place,and my speech already prepared. But each day I returned home a little bit more disappointed.

On Friday, I sat in the back corner, flipping through an encyclopedia, trying to find stronger words to describe her essence. My mind was whirring, all I could think about was how I'd ruined my chances. If only I wasn't so shy. If only I wasn't so awkward. If only I wasn't so plain. If only...

By Sunday, I became restless. The sky was muddy and fluttered with dingy clouds. My heart was yearning and my hope was slowly dwindling down into nothing. I couldn't help but beat myself up over it. Why didn't I just start a conversation with her? Why did I let my social anxiety control my life? Why did I have to shut down? Despite all of these thoughts, I relentlessly waited in the romance section and forced myself to keep believing that this girl could be my forever.

About an hour into waiting the sun began to disappear into the night and rain started to fall. Within minutes everyone was finding their way to their cars, slowly emptying the store. I refused to move because I believed that this would be the day for me. There were still a few hours before closing; she would be here.

"Me-OW! Meoooow" I heard beside me and started to wake up. Somehow I'd dozed off and ended up on the floor. When I finally opened my eyes there was a small white kitten before lying on my chest.

"Where'd you come from, little guy?" I asked the sweet creature. He continued to meow and purr, caressing his little body on my shoulder. I lifted him and stood up. Who brought a cat in? Who brings a cat to a bookstore? Actually now that I think about it, that doesn't sound like such a bad idea.

Walking around, I realized that everyone else, including the owner, had disappeared. The clock on the wall showed that there was still 30 minutes before close. I looked everywhere for an explanation... The front door was wide open, and trash had started to blow into the children's area. It was as if everyone just abandoned the store abruptly-like they had vanished into thin air. Had the rapture taken place and I was the only one left behind?!

AUTHORS NOTE

I'm finally back! I just wanted to lighten the story up a bit and take away some of his stalker vibes. I'm wanting him to be crushing really hard, so let me know how you're feeling about his ~feels~!! Thanks for reading, looking forward to the feedback. I have ton of chapters to release this week! xx

PS: his reaction is how I feel every time there's nobody around and it's just TOO quiet! Shoutout to whoever get's what I'm talking about. :P