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Marry me Mirina, Miranda, Irina..

What the hell is he thinking ?

Princess, Princess .. ?

I just dont get it .. who could he be..

and he said he is in pain ..

and that he wants me ..

is he really a stalker? I will really take off!

And why is this car broken, the hell!

* Blung *

My head bounced onto the steeringwheel and hung in the air. I stared at my legs, these unformed things. With tense I reached for the key and turned it again. *rrr*

The next day I went to the café with Jackson where Annie was already waiting for us.

“Hey you honeys!” We opened the door and were immediately greeted by the christmassy scent of the candles and the pastries. Annie decorated it all so beautiful, as always.

We went into the locker room and putted our jackets off. I threw my bag on a chair and layed down on a bench. “Phew, I cant do a thing anymore ..” My back was so in pain.

I felt old and gray. Just like after school.

“Stop with the nonesense babe, we only walked for a few minutes.”

“Yes, but we started at the university!”

“You rag!” “Whos the rag ?!”

Annie came into the room. “Im so sorry to disturb you but ..” “But?” “Jackson!”

“Theres someone on the phone for you, Mirina.”

Its him again. With some energy left I sat myself up and stood up. “Who is it, Annie?”

“I dont really know. Miranda ..” She walked out of the locker room.

“Is it  that guy again?” Jackson went out too. I wanted to move, but I couldnt. This feeling from yesterday came back. It was as if I had been chased by a stalker. But why was there such a fear?

“Irina, can you come to me for a second?” Jackson looked through the door. He seemed so angry, just different.

I nodded my head in surprise and went back to the lobby.

Jackson looked deep into my eyes. “Are you serious?” What does he mean?

“Why what-” “I asked if youre serious?!” His voice was loud. Louder than Ive ever heard.

“Jackson, I dont know what you mean!” “Oh no?!” He walked over to me and stopped. People looked at us. Annie tapped him on the shoulder and his anger grew.

He whispered, “There was a boy on the phone ..” “The one from yesterday?” “You know it the best. You gotta be kidding me..” He bit his lip. “I dont even know who he is ..” “Youre really kidding me, really.” “Why are you suddenly like that? What did he say?” “.. That he wasnt able to visit you here at the café but that it will be different now.”

I was terrified.  Blinded eyes. Everything got dark.

“Jackson .. I dont know who he is or what he wants but-” “Just tell me the damn truth!” He shouted right into my face and my jaw dropped.

His arms were about to pack my shoulders but he stopped. “.. Im sorry ..”

He let his head lower. I looked at Annie and she shook her head.

.

After a few minutes of silence, Jackson went to smoke a cigarette in front of the door.

I sat on my stool behind the counter. Maybe it should be like that. Maybe he needed it, after all the years. Maybe this all was too much for him ..

I cutted myself into my own flesh. I was in love with him, how could I think about such a thing?

The phone rang again and I stared at the handset.

“Dont Annie. Ill do it.” I stood up and reached for the phone.

“Listen, dont call me anywhere, not at my home, here in the café or on my mobilephone! Ill call the goddamn police!”

I heard nothing.

“Hello ..?”

“..Annie?”

“No, Irina!” It was the same voice from yesterday.

“Iri-”

“Dont say it. I will never hear my name out of your mouth.”

“You know who I am?” “No.” “Who do you think could I be?”

“I dont want to know!” I slammed the phone.

My legs shook and I fell back on the chair.

“Mirina, would you like something to drink?” “No, thank you Annie.” “You, listen to me ..” “huh?”

My head was empty. “He is already on the way.” “Who?” “Zico ..” “Well .. great.” In all the excitement I had completely forgotten that Mr. Im-the-best was about to move into our house.

Better said: Today.

“And where is he now?” I asked bored and leaned my head on my arm.

“Hes in a couple of minutes here.” “Where exactly?” “Here at the café! So dont make such a face and be pretty at least for him. Cause your boyfriend doesnt seem to be too thrilled with you today. “

“Annie!”