Me, My Notebook & I

Chapter 05

I don't get this! Am I stupid and it's plain obvious?! What the hell is this! And how is his mobile not available just like him? Why is he talking in riddles! He thinks that I can't communicate with him? Fine...

His mobile is not available but his notebook is! I smile as my brain forms a plan. It worked once, surely, it will work again. How intelligent am I! Let's see who is the stupid one out of the both of us.

I pick up a pen and start to think of a message to write in the notebook. While I'm thinking, I look at the time and, unfortunately, it's 5:48!

I rush to wear my shoes, leaving the notebook on my bed. I take my bag and go downstairs running.

While I'm running, I passed the living room. My mum was up and sitting on the couch there and turned to look at me, asking, "Lucina! Where are you going?"

I'm breathing hard from all running, my body not used to any form of cardio. "Oh, mum!" I say, startled. "I have to go to Sau. She is waiting for me and I forgot that we'll hang out today." I'm totally lying but I can't tell her the truth. If it turns out that I'm not sick, I would have just worried her for nothing.

"Okay, sweetie. Enjoy your time and tell Sau I said hi." She answers back making me feel guilty for lying.

"Okay, bye!" I rush towards the door, calling out over my shoulders.

While running to the doctor's office, I think to myself what if the stalker is watching me now? And if he has a crush on me, why did he not tell me anything until now?! To be honest, this is the first time in 7 years that I feel like someone is showing me interest like this. I'm always lonely. No one has ever tried to approach me before.

I've always been an introvert. I don't know why. I guess I'm just wired that way. I'm also not exactly what people would call fun and a joy to be around; too lost in my daydreams and own mind.

Whatever is going on is making me feel something towards the one stalking me. Even without knowing him. I don't know how or why. I just can't explain it. It's just... no one's ever gotten my gifts like Milo or gave me his constant attention. I don't want to like someone who is stalking me and maybe possibly breaking into my room when I'm gone but it's just the way it is. I kind of like having him around.

All I know is that he started to return my life to me after I lost it 7 years ago. And makes me feel a tiny bit like my old self.

Finally, I arrived at the doctor's, breathing hard from all the running. "Hi." I say between taking breaths.

She was entering some data in her computer when she raised her eyes and looked at me with a kind smile. "Hi, can I help you?" the secretary asked.

"Yes, please. I'd like to make an appointment."

"You should have booked before you came, but lucky for you, he's available now. I can send you right in."

Thanking my lucky stars, I reply, "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome. So, what's your name?"

"Lucina. Lucina Lopez."

As she's entering my data in the system, I wonder why I'm at a psychiatrist and not a neurologist? Maybe I need someone to hear me without thinking that I'm crazy? Or maybe I want someone to hear me before knowing that I have some sort of memory loss?

"Miss Lucina, you can go in."

"Thanks." I smile and head to the closed door on her right.

The room is colored half off white and half black. The doctor' desk is dark brown and behind it is a white chair. On the wall behind the desk are all his certificates hanged. Another thing I notice is that there are a lot of flowers; white, red, and green adding a lively atmosphere to a stereotypically depressing and dark office.