Back To You

Chapter 4

When I got back home, my guardian had already arrived. She had also brought a friend with her.

The woman looked at me after we had exchanged our greetings, and stated, "Even if you hadn't introduced yourself it's pretty clear you are daughter of this family."

"Yeah, I'm similar to my mum, I know," I laughed back.

Nothing really happened on the following school days apart from me breaking up with my girlfriend.

Yeah I was a bisexual, but I preferred dating guys, because even though girls were more sensitive, they also intended to get annoying with their whining all the time. And I knew that for boys I was annoying too sometimes, cause I'm a girl afterall.

After Kimura left me, I had started being more cold towards people. I talked less, tried to be less annoying, less clingy. I was always worried about what people thought of me. I couldn't fall in love anymore. Or that's what I thought...

When I looked at Kiyoshi, his happy and carefree but also gentle existence, I felt different. It's like all my worries were blown away, and I knew that this was were home was. The pain that I had felt in those depressing four months was just washed away. Being with Kiyoshi made me feel free, and...happy. But even though he was a good guy, I was still afraid. Afraid to love, and be loved.

And when you think about best friends then you usually picture two people who are always really close to each other. Well me and Kiyoshi weren't like that. We didn't really talk at school or interact at all, unless we had to. Most of our conversations were on Messenger. I don't know how Kiyoshi thought of it but I didn't mind chatting this way, because I was a terrible communicator in real life.
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Eventually my mum and everyone came back home. By the time it was already October.

So there I was going to school like I normally do.

I had two phones with me: a smartphone that I used for chatting with people and doing some school stuff, and a Nokia with buttons, which I used for calling.

We were having a lunch break, and everyone around the table were chatting and doing something on their smartphones. Then suddenly one of the girls in my class turned to me.

"Emilia, why are you calling me?"

"Huh? I'm not calling you at the moment!"

Then she showed me the screen of her phone and someone was calling her. That someone had my name and number.

I quickly searched through my bag and pockets, and discovered that my Nokia was missing.

It had been stolen from me.

I was scared. I couldn't care less about the phone itself, but I needed the Sim-card back.

I called my mobile operator, and closed the card, then I called my mum and told her about what had happened, and she told me that it was okay and I have nothing to worry about.

Things like that were scary. I hated getting bullied by those guys who took my phone. It happened everyday. They called me names and ruined my stuff.

Whatever, I looked pass it and moved on.

One of my favorite days in October was the Halloween. My mum and everyone had gone away for that day, and I decided to get a little make over.

I painted half of my face and my left arm red with watercolors, making it look like I had broken it. I got some cool reactions to it at school.

We had P.E. in the end of the day, and we were playing catch with a big yoga ball. And as expected, my luck, yoga ball and Halloween didn't go together well so I ended up spraining my right wrist so badly, that I couldn't do anything with it.

I went home, and tried to cook dinner but it didn't work out so I texted Kiyoshi.

Me: I'm hungry
But I can't make food

Kiyoshi: come over
I can make food
I ain't got anyone home
Although you probably can't drive around with your hand hurting

Me: Wait can I come over?

Kiyoshi: if you want to

Me: I could get a taxi

And so I got myself a taxi and drove to Kiyoshi's place.

The one who actually ended up making myself food was me, but Kiyoshi helped me a little.

"My mum told me to be home by ten o'clock PM," I stated somewhere in the middle of our conversation about food.

"Yeah, but she isn't home so it shouldn't really matter what time you'll be home, right?" Kiyoshi asked.

"Right. Wait... Can I stay over?"

"Sure, but then you'd have to sleep in my bed besides me."

"I have no problems with that."

Actually to be completely honest, I was a little bit nervous about sleeping besides him. It wasn't because he was a boy - I had slept besides boys before as well, but I was nervous because it was Kiyoshi...

So there we were laying on his bed, facing towards each other in the dark. I was squirming around a little to get myself into a position where my hand didn't hurt anymore.

We chatted a little and then wished good night to one another.

We were in the silence, and I wasn't sleepy at all. But I wasn't the only one who was still awake. After a little bit of time Kiyoshi suddenly moved. I had my eyes closed so I didn't see anything. He was moving closer and my heart suddenly started beating faster and faster.

Then he stopped so close to me, that I felt the air he was breathing out on my skin. My heart was beating to roughly in my chest that I thought if he got any closer than that, he would have been able to hear it.

Out of nowhere he made a sound that seemed...or rather sounded to me like he was disappointed about something, and after that he pulled back and turned himself around to face the other way.

What was that about....?