Accept it or Leave it ✔️

Chapter Fourteen: Is it visiting hours?

Chapter Fourteen: Is it visiting hours?

 

 

It’s been two days now. I have ignored everyone’s calls especially those person who were to comfort me. I wish they would understand that I wanted to be alone. Two days without them, I feel empty and lost. Mom noticed my mood and didn’t question it. Thank god.

I even regretted requesting to leave so soon. I wanted to enjoy it with my friends and forget about everything. I didn’t want to see Jeric. I didn’t want to see him. What was the reason to not telling me the truth? Why was he keeping it like it was the last thing in the world? Maybe if he could just tell I would understand him. But yes, I couldn’t. What if, it would hurt me more? What if, we’ll never be friends? I don’t want to ignore him because I know what my heart was telling me right now. And I know if I were to say it, there was no turning back now because I didn't want to feel the pain all over again.

I may as well say that Toby was a good help with everything. He really did noticed it and never asked me what was going on with me but all he did was give me my favourite tub of Ben&Jerry’s and put on Spongebob Squarepants.

Right now, I was watching Spongebob Squarepants episodes with my little brother. We were laughing at how dumb Patrick is. You’re asking to why I’m still watching Spongebob? Well, I quite remember that I’m seventeen and you only live once, right? And who doesn’t love Spongebob ‘till now? Its quite gunny when I heard Spongebob Squarepants for the first time. My friends back kindergarten were all talking about it and I was curious to who this guy Spongebob is. Whenever I asked who Spongebob is, they would reply like, “He lives in a pineapple underwater and is a sponge with pants.” It’s actually quite hilarious to hear it from them. From then on, I watched multiple of episodes and had fun watching it. Good to know that Toby loves it.

“Phoebe! There's someone at the door. Get it!” Toby beside me demanded like a man and pointed towards the front door.

“Yes little man.” I smiled and got up, ruffling his hair. He swats my hand away and glared at me. I giggled and though of how cute he was.

I heard him huffed then shouted, “I’m not little!”

“Whatever.” I murmured.

The door bell continued to ring, I was now getting irritated. This person is so impatient! I unlocked the door and swung it open and stared at the person who is standing on my porch. What is he doing here?

“Kyle?”

“Hey” he smiled, pulling out a bag of Reese’s behind his back. I squealed and took it from him, cuddling with it. My precious baby! I tear the bag and took one, plopping it on my mouth. Oh my god! How I miss the taste of this peanut butter chocolate! Yum.

“Oh my god! I’m sorry, come in!” I gesture him inside and into the living room before closing the front door. Toby might have heard our footsteps because he turned his head to us and when he saw Kyle, he smirked.

“Phoebe! Is he the guy you were crushing on?” he asked innocently and I glared at him.

Kyle looked amused and sat beside Toby. “Really?”

I took a seat across them and watched them both talking like brothers. Toby smiled and said, “Yeah, she showed a picture of you said that you were so handsome, hot and sweet. Too bad she can’t talk to you ‘cause you were so popular.”

I stared at him, shocked at how straight he said that. How could he remember all of it? It was like 4 years ago when I told him about it. Oh god! This little boy has a sharp memory.