Living Closeted

16 Part I

Yep. I'm titling this one exactly how Adele names her albums. My birthday's coming up. Last day of June. Worst timing ever for someone who'd like to celebrate his sweet 16. There's some Latina tradition around this number but I'm not familiar at all with my ancestry and traditions so whatever. I think it's called Quinceañera but what do I know. Aya is with her grandparents this month and Anja is in Monaco. Emma is with some other friends at the beach already. She ain't wasting no time sitting around in the city this girl. And I'm left all alone on my birthday. Andrea? No, she won't be here for at least 2 to 3 weeks. I'm used to this. Having your birthday in the Summer vacation always sucks 'cause none of you friends or not enough of them, to say the least, is in town to throw a party. 

So I'll party on my own. Imma sleep till noon and I'm going to eat junk food and watch Netflix all day.

Sounds sad I know but it's better than doing nothing. 

*phone chimes

It's Andrea. I wonder...

'Hey, stranger... so I'll be coming 4 days late for your birthday in town... I'm so sorry that I'll miss it but we can celebrate then... if you're up to it anyway :P'

I smiled. That's crazy news! She's coming a little earlier than I anticipated.

'You bet I want to party. I can't wait to have someone to hang out with. Here everybody already left town.'

'The only place they should've gone to was your place! What a bunch of losers!'

She knew how to cheer me up. Judging by how well I know her I should get ready for a surprise party on the 4th of July. 

ooOOOoo (time skip to 4 days before 4th of July aka my birthday)

'I hate running. Why am I running? Oh right almost forgot some weird monster is chasing me through this wretched woods I ventured alone for whatever crazy reason. Argh. Who put that big ass root there. I hit hard the dirt as I turned and froze. Don't kill me! No!!'

I woke up panting at 4 AM. So there goes my late sleep on my birthday. What a crazy dream. I've always had bad dreams or very bad and weird dreams. Once I dreamt the same dream in the same night 4 times in a row. It was so weird because when I was awake I couldn't tell dream apart from reality. I dreamt that I was lying on my bed at night so the whole room was very dark and there was this force creeping around me pulling into the bed. And I could feel myself sinking painfully slow in the bed. The worst of all was that I was so terrified that I wanted to scream for help but no sound was coming out of my mouth nor could I move a finger. But at the same time, my senses were all alert. I think I had the worst case of sleep paralysis that anyone can experience. The craziest part was when the fear woke me up after each of these dreams because I would wake up obviously in the same darkroom in the same position and I wasn't sure if I was awake or not because I couldn't move in the first minutes. Probably because my brain was still under the feeling it was dreaming. 

I look at the clock and I sigh and throw my head on the pillow. Then it chimes. It must have reconnected to the internet. Four texts from four different contacts the notification said. I unlock my phone, it's brightness hurting my eyes. I turned it to minimum as fast as I could before reading any of the texts. I already knew they were all birthday wishes. And they were. But my heart froze when I say who was the 4th text from. Adrian Underwood knows when my birthday is? And moreover, he cares so much to make an effort to try and be the first to text me? 

I was at a loss. I didn't know how to feel nor how to react. What does this mean? Are we back to behaving in such a way to confuse the shit out of each other again? When I thought I had him all figured out and knew what kind of person he was he comes up with this sort of things.