Love can be found in strangest places. Even if it's right in front of your eyes, you don't notice it. Sometimes it can catch you off guard.
Then one day I see you....
And suddenly you are my everything.......
A TaeTee love story.
THIS IS JUST A FAN...
I wasn't sure what woke me up in the middle of the night. For a few seconds, I was disoriented. Then I heard my phone vibrating on the bedside table. I unhooked it from the charger and checked the screen. It was Janean. I frowned. Why would she call me at this hour?
Throwing aside the covers I got up from the bed.
"Hello?" I answered quietly walking out of my bedroom. I don't like waking Ji up and disturbing her sleep. She's a working woman.
"Tae,"
I heard Janean's sleepy voice. She must have been asleep too but I can detect a hint of worry in her tone.
"What is it?" I pressed the phone to my ear.
"It's Tee,"
My stomach turned cold at her words.
"I just got a call from him. He sounded distressed."
I tightened my fingers around the phone.
"But the call got disconnected and now I can't reach him."
"Do you think he's home?" I asked quickly reaching for my keys and wallet.
"Where else would he be at this time of the night?"
"I'll drive there right now Janean." I picked a pant from the laundry room, holding the phone between my shoulder and ear. It's freshly washed yet not pressed but I can't really go out wearing only my loose boxers. "Don't worry, I'm sure it's nothing." I picked a denim jacket and pulled it over my old white t-shirt.
"Thank you, Tae."
"I'll call you when I get there." I slipped on a pair of sneakers ending the call.
"Shit!" I cursed turning around from the front door. I need to leave a note for Ji. I wouldn't want to worry her if she wakes up and find me missing.
A little emergency.
I stepped out for a bit.
Be back asap.
I pasted the sticky note on her coffee mug. The first thing she reaches in the mornings.
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I'm driving through the familiar route to reach Tee's house. Could he be sick? Hurt? There's worry niggling in my mind. I can't really explain it. And I feel a little disappointed that Tee didn't call me directly like he always does. Why did he call Janean? I shook that thought off my mind.
Since that day Tee and I had the heart to heart talk I didn't see anything different in Tee's behavior. We were really good. Tee didn't change. We played our parts really well. Things were going really good. As a matter of fact, it had been going too well.
I reached Tee's apartment building. Parking my car at the out front, I slowly got out. The lights are off. The corridor that led to his apartment is pitched black. I switched on the backlit of my phone. Nothing but silence greeted me so far. I bet Tee is already sleeping. Janean must be worrying for nothing. I waited at his front door, debating whether to ring the bell. But I don't want to wake him if he's already sleeping. Stepping around the front of his apartment I walked to the side that led to his back patio. I peeked through the glass window.
