chapter 9: seven minutes.

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When you're important to someone, they will always find a way to make time for you. No excuses, no lies, and no broken promises.

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I woke up to the smell of frying bacon, butter from the toasted bread and the aroma of freshly made coffee. I suppressed a groan, knowing that it was another day of school.

It's not that I don't like going to school, because I want to. It's just that I'm not use to waking up so early and feeling the cold water on my body when I'm not fully awake. I reached out to grab my phone and I managed a smile when I saw a text message from Remy greeting me  good morning.

But then the phone slipped from my hand and perfectly landed on my face.

"Shit" I said through my breath while rubbing my forehead.

As I walked out of my room after taking a lazy bath, my stomach grumbled and I remembered that I had forgotten to eat dinner yesterday because I was too tired, from staying awake just to keep an eye on Remy. He was just so stubborn when he's sick.

"Morning" Marco greeted with a smile as I sat down on the stool in front of the table full of mouth-watering food.

"Morning" I greeted back.

I usually eat a little or I don't eat breakfast at all, just coffee is enought but I was starving that I get a little of everything Marco had cooked, and I stopped when I realized he was looking at me with an amusement in his face.

"What? I'm hungry" I said while shoving a piece of bacon and egg into my mouth. Boy, if Remy would see me right now eating like a pig, I bet he would have left me right there and then.

"I can see that" He siad with his eyebrows raised "Why were you late and you're hair was wet yesterday, did you get caught up in the rain? And whose shirt was that?" He asked with a suspicious look in his eyes, I almost felt guilty for not even telling him I was gonna be late.

"Whoa, easy there. First, the meeting for the charity ball went late and yes I got caught up by the rain and last, I bought it"

Hoping he would believe the last word I said, I took a bite on the toasted bread. But his straight face indicated that he wasn't 100% believing of what I said.

"What are you not telling me, Jesse?" He said with his serious tone, but it didn't hide the hurt from his face. 

Why is my relationship with Remy so complicated? Usually, Marco doesn't mind with whoever I hang out with, he was used to it though. He was always that person who was always there for me even if I don't need it. He was so nice that it hurts hurting him. 

What if I tell him everything? After all, he is my best friend. I think he would understand even though our relationship is not right. And in four years I would be out from school, and it won't be wrong anymore. But I imagine his reaction if I tell him, he might not talk to me anymore. He might even ask Remy to stay away from me and I couldn't bear it. Choosing between the two, wait why am I having these thought again?

"I uh..gotta go, we're gonna be late from school" I said, avoiding his eyes.

"Wait-"

I turn my head to look at him, he was unsure of whatever he was about to do.

"Nevermind"

He is so weird.

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This is the second time that I went to school alone, I'm running out of excuses to tell Bre and Marco why I don't feel like going with them to school. Part of what I am telling them are true like when I told Bre I had to come early to go to the library to do my homework and study. But then after I went to meet up with Remy in his office. And one time I told Marco I don't want to be late because he was as slow as a turtle.

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