April
"Where's Troy?," Mommy asked as she served her special Cheesy Beef Lasagna.
"Uhm, I don't know. I told him to come at 7.," I answered.
"It's already 7:30. He should be here by now."
I looked at my mom and bit my lower lip. Where's Troy? I could already feel my stomach churning. What if he doesn't show up?
"Has he texted you?," Ella asked.
I shook my head.
"Maybe he changed his mind. Or something must have come up and so he might not make it tonight.," Migs blurted out.
"Miggy!," Ella scolded.
"What? I'm just saying-"
"Ssshhh."
"Ape, I din't mean-"
"Ssshhh.," I put my index finger to my lips before saying, "Listen."
"One less lonely girl... One less lonely girl... One less lonely girl..."
"Hey, that's Justin!," Ella said.
"I am Justin.," Migs retorted.
"Oh, shut up, Migs!"
"What? I'm Justin Miguel. How can you not know your best friend's first name?"
"Ssshhh.," I asked my best friends to keep quiet.
"How many "I told yous" and "start overs" and shoulders have you cried on before?"
"Ella?"
"Yeah?"
"Are your big brothers Beliebers too?"
"I don't think so, Bessy."
"How many bags you packed just to take them back?"
I listened more carefully and I died for a second or more when I recognized the singing voice.
"Sweetheart, are you okay? What's going on?," Mommy asked worriedly.
I didn't answer. I looked Ella in the eyes and said, "Bessy."
"Yeah?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I think I am, Bessy."
"Is this really what I think this is?"
"Let's go find out!"
Ella has already dragged me to the doorstep even before I could pull myself together.
"What are you waiting for? Open the door, Martinez!"
I swallowed hard and did exactly what my best friend told me.
Don't need these other pretty faces like I need you
And when you're mine, in the world
There's gonna be one less lonely girl.
I'm coming for you, one less lonely girl.
