I was still in my car sitting there analyzing what happened. All kinds of ideas were rushing through my head. My mind was about to explode. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I had to talk to someone. For sure not Rita, so I held my phone and texted Rosy...
"Hey, how are you?
Look Rita just told me that she and Simon are going steady from now on.
Rosy I don't know what's happening to me. I'm really emotional right now and trying hard not to cry..."
She texted me back right away:
"What's going on? Where are you? Talk to me!"
I wrote back:
"Rosy I'm sorry if I got your worried, but I just wanted to open up to someone...
Thank you xoxo"
I started my car to go back home since it was getting late. Rosy tried to call me but I didn't answer. I texted her that I was driving back home. Fifteen minutes later I was home. I threw my jacket on the couch, took my shoes off, and got into my bed. My mother came into my room later asking me if I was okay. As it turned out she noticed me leaving the house troubled. I told her that I'm just tired and needed to sleep.
When I woke up the next day I found a text message from Rita.
"I know you're not okay, I can feel it. I'm sorry but I can't keep on waiting for someone who doesn't know what he wants. You hurt me a lot. But still you are my best friend and I want you in my life..."
I wanted to tell her everything but I didn't... I just replied:
"Its fine I'm really okay, and don't worry I'm not going anywhere!"
Weeks later a new college semester started. I went into the cafeteria to sit down for a while before the class starts. As I was walking through the door I saw Rita and Simon sitting together holding hands. Seeing them like that stinged a little bit. I wanted to leave but Rita has already seen me so walking back wasn't an option anymore. So I took a deep breath, went over to their table, shook their hand, congratulated them both, and told them I couldn't stay because my class was about to start.
I went outside heading straight to my class. On my way I bumped onto Rosy. I looked at her, said nothing at all, and just threw myself at her. I hugged Rosy the way a mother hugs her husband after they had received news that their son died. That's how intense the hug was. Rosy also said nothing; I think she knew what was going on.
Later that day I was sure that it was all because I am in fact in love with Rita. I couldn't live like that, ruining my day every time I see them together. So I decided to push my feelings down, which is something good at it, and carry on keeping my feelings to myself...
