Denying Feelings

7. Two Meetings

My heart leaps from its cage when the car that I ride is making a strange noise and start slowing down but then it increases its speed again by itself.

Gosh, that was close.

I slide my car to the right lane so I can drive slowly and let the other cars pass me from my left.

This morning, I just realized that I got an appointment in my studio for sculpting class and I've been ditching the classes for almost 6 weeks. It was been hectic considering how my life turned up to down just because of that stupid accident.

How I miss my old apartment, Farah, and Mrs. Bianchi.

I make a note to myself to call and visit them when I get the time soon. The car that I use right now is not mine, it's Amadeo's. It's an old Volkwagen and the color is black but it's a rusty one.

I'm not insulting his car but I was surprised when he said he will lend me his cars. Considering that there are a lot of things that I have to thank him, I have the actual list to be honest. But it was nothing compare to when he said he doesn't need anything to pay in return, because it was just too easy. There's no way he's going to let me use his car for free.

It's been two weeks after he nursed me for being a scaredy cat because of the storm. He has been taunting me for being such a bossy and cry baby through the whole weeks.

"Gosh, I didn't know you were that bossy,"

"I was not!"

"Yes, you were. You fucking hell,"

I ended up lunge myself towards him and strangled his neck while shook the shit out of him.

"You owe me,"

"Excuse me? What did I owe you?"

"For baby sitting you in the storm,"

I ended up slapping the back of his head hardly and whipped his ass.

It wasn't my fault for heaving a ridiculous phobia over a stupid thunder storm. It wasn't anyone's fault though to be honest. Because honestly if I have to trace the root when did I start to fear a thunder storm, I have no idea where it began.

Let's just say I had a terrible night when I was a little and no one was there for me besides of course the thunder storm that scared the shit out of me. There you go, after that I always found myself whimpering when I have to face a thunder storm.

The black rusty Volkswagen coughs.

I swear to anything, it literally just coughed!

Then die.

No, I mean it. It died.

I stare at the road in disbelief as I realized the reason why Amadeo let me to use his car so easily. Because this goddamn car isn't going to work properly and will die while having me as its driver.

I swear to anything in this world, this is going to be Amadeo's last tantrums.

Luckily I found the car stopped at the side of the road so I won't get all the annoying honks from the impatient drivers.

I leap out from the driver seat and prop both of my hands on my waist as I feel my eyes unconsciously glaring at the useless goddamn car.

"I swear to anything, I'm going to chop his balls."

Damn, I swear too much today.

I fish out my phone from my canvas bag and furiously dial Deo's phone number before pressing the phone on my ear as I wait for him to pick it up.