Through My Eyes (Being Edited)

Riley

The song for this chapter is I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift.

Enjoy.

Recap

I am serious, don't ever. Once somebody from our class made her chase a thing for a whole bubblegum hour! When the clock finally marked the completion of that hour, Riley was fuming like a bull. Imagine a bull with steam blowing off from its ears and nose and . . . Yeah, it's ugly and so is her anger. The wrath that was bestowed upon that person is inexplicable on many levels. I'm sort of scaring few guys off from this. Te he

Part 2

Riley was all that but she would hurt you too at times. Once I remember, the two of us were walking in our new branch back and forth the wide entrance hallway. We were talking about all the useless things that I can't think of now, that I suggested her to sit somewhere where the sun wasn't blasting on our faces or backs.

'It's not like it's going to make you anymore tan', she had retorted.

Guess what did I do?

I just lowered my head, ignored it and stopped talking. You already know I am not violent and now you know that I can not always fight back. I don't know why. Then it was like a little pebble stoning my heart. Now if something similar happens, or even if somebody calls me a bitch I would just laugh it off. No, the heart doesn't feel anything too. I wasn't even near dark chocolate skin colour and I knew I wasn't but I was darker than most in my group and I wasn't ashamed of it back then or even now. Though now my skin tone is lighter than it used to be and now Riley has changed into a better being.

Anyways, that happened and passed. Riley and I seldom had fights with each other. Our friendship grew and I never once mentioned this to her. Even when I had spaced myself from Cherrie and others, I still kept talking to her. Sometimes in break, sometimes through texting.

It was September, 2009. I was heartbroken for so many reasons. I was over-working myself and then my life took a turn that I wish I could undo it. Just somehow, if I could go back into time, I would and I would keep myself from attending that damned wedding.

*sighs*

S. was getting married. She was daughter of one of our family friend so naturally we were invited. At first, I had been reluctant to go, what with me being so reserved and shutting others out but then I followed my gut instinct and went along with it. The wedding was good and I was eccentric because it had happened. I can't bring myself to even write down those dammed four-letter word that we all want once in our lifetime. Sometime it completes us and sometimes it leaves us crushed into so many stomped-on pieces that it pricks your fingers when you try to get those pieces back. In my case, it was rather the latter case than it was ever the first.

Yes, I had fallen in love with Adrian, son of a mutual family friend, at first sight and no, I didn't' even know that.

I knew he liked me back with all those tell-tale staring and whatnot. The wedding was over and I had bit off Riley's ears off the very next day. I knew he was a playboy. It was written all over him. From those styled oh-so-perfect chocolate brown hair to his casual shoes he had worn. From chiselled jaw to the baggy pants he had worn. From the heartthrob chocolate boy face to lean, hard and a figure that stood six feet tall. He was perfect. He was a dream that never came true.

Time passed and I kept thinking about him frequently.

I know, missing your dear Riley? Oh, she's just around the corner.

Then months later, after Cherrie's engagement, a news was wafted through the air of our class. A. was gushing over how hot some guy was and how he liked Riley. A. was showing pictures too. I took a look at those and I kept wondering why did it feel like I had seen somebody like him. The rumour was spreading but I found out that later.

It can't be Adrian. He seemed sweet and this hot-boy was someone who was clearly a bad-ass and has a string of girlfriends, I had wondered.

Weeks passed and before it was a whole year to that wedding, Adrian messaged me. Our friendship started. The first one I told about this new added friend to my list was Riley and then Alex. Riley was all happy for me or that is what she showed me. Alex, however, was a entirely different story. She immediately texted me, telling how I should be careful around him because he was a famous heart breaker and definitely a bad news. I was too happy with the advancement that I paid her little heed. In my defence, I was immature, though I owe her Alex on this. At least she warned because of what she heard and knew.

Two days later, I got a call from Riley.

'Hello', I answered the call.

'R. you need to hear this! It's all over the twin cities! Adrian has been spreading rumours about you! He's been forwarding your messages and he's been saying that you are his girlfriend.'

'But why would he do that?'

'I don't know but you need to stop talking to him as soon as possible.'

'Okay. Bye.'

I didn't know what to say to her anymore. I stared into oblivion as realization hit me. I did what I have been always been doing, running away. I picked up my cellphone, flicked through the contacts and deleted his contact.