It Will End In A Kiss

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(BLU)

AnneMarie wants me to be a bridge between her and Robin, so she can get closer to the boy of her dreams.

It could be done. It could be easy. But the thing is...

Robin likes me.

"I like you, Blu."

I can still hear those words ringing in my ears. Those words I greatly misunderstood. I thought Robin was saying he likes me as a person. Or even as a friend.

But the kiss he gave me after that confession and the way a part of him, well...hardened...cannot deny that Robin meant a very different "like" than what I envisioned.

Oh my life. Why is it so complicated now?

I raised my hand holding a rag and continued wiping the cabinet counter in our home's living room.

Instead of going home to the penthouse, I went to our home, the home I shared with my parents before they died, from school. I messaged Mr.Gilbert, telling him that I want to clean it up a little.

In truth, I just want some time for myself. To think. To overthink. To overthink things.

It sucks. I am only sixteen, why should I overthink things? Why?

I should be filling my mind with homeworks, online games and worry about simple things like what's for dinner tonight.

I should not worry about how to tell my bestfriend that the guy she was crushing hard on has kissed me. Thrice...

My life...really...

Sigh.

What should I do? I love AnneMarie and I know she loves me but I don't think she will appreciate it if I tell her that Robin won't give her a chance in hell of being with her. Because he got feeling...well for me.

And what about Robin? How exactly should I approach him as AnneMarie's bridge, in case I accept that role?

How? Why? Why me? Really...why me?!

Ugh.

"Mommy. Daddy...life was truly simpler when you two were still alive." I sighed while polishing the big framed photo of our family hanging on a wall. We were all smiling in that photo. It was taken about two years ago, I was fourteen then.

Life with my parents were simple. Happy. Uncomplicated. And safe. So safe. None of these confusing thoughts and emotions I couldn't name. None of these complicated situations I had to navigate carefully.

I wish I can go back to that life. A life with my parents.

After cleaning a bit, I let my eyes roam on our home again before I took my backpack and turn the lights off. I closed the door shut and made sure it was locked and secured properly.

I went out of the gate and lock that as well. I turned around and flinched in shock when I saw a car and a person, leaning casually on the side of the car, waiting for me.

Robin.

"Gilbert messaged me. Again, he said you are here and asked me to pick you up." Robin said while not moving from his position against his car.