Twisted Memories [Under Revision]

Chapter V

Jealousy and Misunderstanding

EMERALD

Everything felt wrong. I was distant with everyone once again, Jeremy did not talk to me. The clique was sorta busy with their clubs and activities. Belle was cheering for the games, Roland had joined a national writing contest, Rowena's soccer team made it to the district meet, Clifford was a football player and they were training for their upcoming game and Jeremy, well –– he wasn't really busy, he's simply avoiding me. Every time I looked at his direction he would avoid me and he wouldn't even smile or say hi. Everything seems off, and I didn't like this feeling. I'm back to my normal routine, back when we weren't friends.

During our P.E lesson, we had a discussion about waltz, we were told that we will have to perform a dance by pair. Ms. Wilson assigned assigned us to our designated partner. The odds were with me, Jeremy was my partner. The position of the dance was affectionate; he encircled his arms around my waist, our gaze are locked with each other, our hands interlaced. We were moving our feet rhythmically, taking a few spin and turns. We were ask to wear a high heeled pumps, minimum of three inches. He'd catch me every time I fall –– almost fall.

He doesn't talk much and he doesn't even flash his goofy smile at me. Even when he speaks, he'd only say things like "You got it wrong." or "Let me take the lead." and stuffs like that. There was a hint of coldness in his voice. I am too scared to ask him, since it seems pointless, every time I tell him "We need to talk." he'll just reply "I'm busy." and makes some irrelevant excuse.

I don't really know what's happening now, I feel disturbed by it. 

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I heard my phone ring and saw dad's name on the screen. I answered it and cleared my throat, composing myself, I hope he doesn't bring up that meet-up issue.

"Sweetie."

"Dad."

"How are you?"

I went mute for a few moments. I have no idea if I should say I'm fine cause that'd be a lie. I have no energy for dealing with his business matters, especially if he wants me to like a guy and shove it down my throat. "Are you there?"

I snapped and nodded "Yeah."

"About that meet-up with Clifford––"

"I don't want to dad!" I cut him off veritably.

"––he agreed to do it."

"WHAT?!" I bellowed at the top of my lungs, I can't believe Ford would allow that, he was annoyed when he mentioned how his mom sets him up on dates and now he allowed this to happen.

"Sweetie, calm down, do this for me please!" dad was pleading on the other line.

"No dad! I won't do it, I won't gonna allow myself to get set up by an arrange marriage to feed your company's progression. NEVER!" I hollered with finality.

"Listen." he cooed but I was pissed by his laid-back attitude, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"You see, his mom and I are gonna––" before he can continue his statement, I've already ended the call. I don't want to deal with this thing. Every thing is so complicated now. My life, my friends, and now my dad. I need a break from life. I lay in my bed and stared at the ceiling, musing how I'm stressed now. To be honest, it's just him. Just a guy, I shouldn't make a big deal out of it but it affect me badly how he became so distant. I miss him.