ONE YEAR AFTER

CHAPTER II

I can't believe he's with someone else. I knew there was a possibility he had moved on but I guess I didn't want to believe in it. I guess I shouldn't have followed after he left. Being left in the oblivion is better than feeling my heart shattering like this.

    I don't know what to think about her. I knew he would probably be with someone else. After all, basically every girl wants him. But her, I just can't understand. She is my exact opposite. Her hair is shoulder high light blond, her eyes are blue and she is super tall, like model hight.

    I know I'm not ugly, and I love myself but she makes me rethink my looks. I mean why would he want me back when he had her? And the worst part is that she doesn't look like a bad person, she seems genuinely nice, with her cute dress and bright smile, she could even be a Disney princess for all I know.

    How could I compete with her? She is clearly everything a guy could want. She looks like the definition of the perfect wife. And maybe thats why I cant stop looking at them. They look so comfortable around each other like they have been friends for so long. But I know thats not true, I knew everyone in his life before and she was never in it. So how come they look so at easy?

    I have to make myself stop this no sense stalk, I need more self respect than this. Because, if he is happy with her I have to let him go. And move on.

    I know it sounds crazy, even in my mind it does. But his happiness is something so important to me that I could never allow myself to be what ends it.

    I steal one more glance of them before I go. They look so good together, her with this light color and him with all his dark bad boyish look. I think even from far they seem like the perfect complement to each other. So I turn and make my way to my next class before they see me.

    The rest of my classes went by fast, he was only in one of them and he didn't  seem to notice me. And by the time lunch came I was on my own eating by an old tree.

    I'm not usually alone, although I have learn to be in this last year. But I haven't found any of my "old" friends yet so eating by the shade of the tree appears like a better option than seating in a table and watching them have lunch together. Like I assume they do.

    So just like that I saw the day pass me by quite fast, the rest of classes were ok, I even found some of my friends and we decided to hang out tomorrow to catch up. And now I'm leaving to go home.

    I am living with my father until the university finds me a room on the dorms. Since I was the last one to apply for it they had none left and I have to wait for some vacancy. But I'm quite happy with that for now, I really need the time with my father, to try and make up for the lost contact of last year. I mean, this year was pretty rough on us and we haven't even been able to talk about it. Truth is, I don't think we even know where to start the conversation from. But it will have to happen soon.

    The way home is pretty uneventful, I took the bus and walked the rest of the way up to the apartment. We used to live in a house not far from here, but apparently father didn't want to  stay at our house alone, so he moved. The apartment is alright, it has two bedrooms a living room connected to the kitchen by a countertop where we had breakfast this morning.

    The apartment has a nice warm home feeling to it, even with the tension between me and my father. I hope that will soon go away. But because we always had this great relationship I know we just need time to get used to the other and the things that happened last year.

    I know is only the first day and the classes weren't even that hard but I decided to take a nap since I have nothing better to do. I have already unboxed the things I'm leaving here and there is no use unboxing the rest just to redo it when they give me my room on campus.

I know I don't need the room there now that my father lives so close by. But I have learned to live on my own and I feel the need of my independency. Lucky my father understands that and never questioned my decision.

After my princess rest I decided to go to the kitchen and prepare dinner. I actually leaned to cook, so it seems like a good idea to make something for my father for when he gets home tired of work, instead of let him leave of the take outs he's been having. I mean, judging by all the boxes I saw when I first came here I believe he hasn't had the time to make a proper meal in a while.

And thats how the rest of the night went by. I put some music on while I cooked and not long after I finished my father got home. We ate in silence apart from the small talk and then we retreated to our rooms.
I moved around in my bad for what felt like hours until I fell asleep while thinking of how could I fix this with my father and imagining if I will see Leo again tomorrow.