You Found Me

Eight

8

I decided to break the news to Dad a couple of days after he got home. I did it to prove a point to Lucy and to finally have my peace.

        I told him about my break up with Ivan and about my failing grades.  I've long enough expected his worst reaction and I'm not wrong about it. He's really fuming mad.

        But it's more from the fact that Ivan was cheating on me and not because my grades were failing.

        I don't know why I left the thing about Cleo unsaid. I'm upset at what she did. More than upset. She has no rights to intercede with my decisions especially after what she did.

        But somehow I don't want to tell them what's her part in all of these. Maybe because, I know that it will just hurt them as much as it hurts me.

        Cleo's been there from the very beginning, even before Lucy and Lily came into our lives. She is a good friend. She was.

        The only thing I'm thankful to her is that whatever alibi she said to Lucy that time she went to our house. Though, I know she used to be at my side before all of these happened, I can't force her to give my family the same cold treatment that I've been doing.  So as a result, they're probably closer to her than to me.

        That's why for sure they will get suspicious that somethings going on between us if she didn't come over out of a sudden, since she's always with us every Christmas. She did it on my account actually. I always feel left out with Dad's new family that's why its either she would go to us or I would spend it at their house. 

         She's the reason why I could barely survive Christmas for the past years, and now she's not going to be around anymore.

         I heave a sigh. “Hapon? C-can you come over tonight?” I bit my lower lip before I realize what I just said.

         After what happened at the gallery, I feel like there's something that changed between us. We're undeniably closer than ever. We both like each other and knowing that our feelings are mutual is more than enough for now.

          I expect him to have a smart retort to tease me like he always does. But instead he says, “I'll be there in a minute.”

         It makes me smile. That's what I like about him. He immediately knows if somethings up.

         I know it's crazy given that it's just almost two weeks since we've met. Everything is going too fast between us, and I don't think it's a bad thing. Maybe it's true that sometimes the span of time were with someone is not enough basis to determine how much they will mean to us.

         Its all about the person and the feeling.

         He hangs up the call. I took it as a time to organize some things. I make sure that everything in my room was in order. 

         I look at myself in front of the mirror. I'm wearing a loose shirt that falls just above my knees, thats why my short is hidden underneath it. My hair is slightly tousled and I didnt bother combing it.

        God Elle! What are you doin’? I grunt inside my head.

         I sit at the edge of the bed and wrap my arms around my tucked knees as I try to stop myself from thinking.