16: Love Notes?

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                  I informed Brien that I will be going home. I thanked him for the service and told him to extend my gratitude to Hal. I would always insist on paying my meal but they would constantly deny it. So I always stick on ordering the not so expensive dish. Everything they serve in the bistro is delicious. I have tasted all of them, everytime Hal comes up with new recipe, she would always call for my opinion. "I should get going Bri." I told Brien from the counter. He smiled and nodded.

                   I slowly walked to my apt. in a different route so I could sneek and hide if something out of the plan comes along. The plan is to make sure that Gregg's car is out of sight from the residence. And hail to the spirit that it's no longer there.

                    I gracefully proceed to my room. I felt so relieved that he's out. But to be more secure, I knocked on my door multiple times. Hearing no answer from behind. I typed in my passcode and went inside. My room looked the way it always has. Clean and organized. I moved to the table where I left the note and noticed another note. "I am sorry for what happened last night Aevey! You must know that it was one of the best things that happened to me. You must have hated me by now. I am sorry, I'll make it right for you!           -Greggor"

                The note eased a part of me. It helped me cleared the thought of him being disgusted by me. Heavy bricks have been lifted away from my chest.

                 I walked inside my room to take a shower and remembered the event that took place over my bed. It's been made neatfully. I walked closer and lifted the top sheet and saw tiny oxidized stains of blood, it had turned brown and rustic. I couldn't help but sigh. I am no longer a virgin. Not that I regret it, hell I've been waiting to have sex but not that way. Well, it could've been worse right? If I hadn't done it with Gregg; I would've hired a call boy! However it would be better with a call boy, no attachments or awkward after sex demeanor.

                   I proceeded to take shower to wash off all the sweat and dust from outside. I am more calmed and relaxed this time.

                   I got out from the bathroom feeling refreshed and alive. I changed clothes and changed my bedsheet as well.

                    I plopped down over my bed and shut my eyes down. What a week it had been for me. I used to have problems only about work. Geeze, I even forgot that I'll be turning 25 in few more weeks.

                    As I was about to swim deep into the realm of unconsciousness, when suddenly I hear a beeping sound somewhere around the room. I looked over my phone to see that it is still off. The sound is still there. I am fighting over with my body if I should get up and find the source of the sound. It seems like, it is coming under my bed. I rolled over to the edge and looked under it to see that it's another phone beeping and vibrating. -"Oh, God!" I sighed as I know it's Gregg's. Way to avoid that mushroom. It is still beeping so, I grabbed and answered the call without looking at the screen to see who it is. -"Yes, Gregg! You left your phone under my bed." I replied sluggishly.

                 "He, what? Hey! Who's this?" Definitely not him.

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