I woke up early that morning even though I didn’t get enough sleep.
Violate was still asleep, so I covered her with her light blanket. She was innocent and less noisy.
Dad wasn’t here, so I figured he went early to the restaurant.
I took a cold nice shower and made some pancakes with strawberry juice for me and for Violate. Then I got out of the house heading for my usual destination, the park. The only time I can be alone with myself.
And for my surprise, I found Adam sitting on the stairs that leads to the door.
“Uhm, what are you doing here?” I asked him with a suspicious look.
He stood up and ran his hand through his hair and said “hey, I was waiting for you… clearly”
“Okay?” I was still looking at him suspiciously.
“To ask you if you want to hang out today” he smiled.
He is kidding me right?
“Never in your wildest dream” I snapped and closed the door behind me, walking toward my bike.
“Oh come on!” he followed me “all I’m asking you is to hang out! You don’t have to be cruel to me?”
It’s true, I am being cruel to him but not just with him, with everyone, it’s in my blood.
“Forget it” I said.
“Why not? Come on, you owe me, remember?” he said.
How can I forget? It was yesterday.
“Beside, you and I will go to the same place, right?” he smiled.
Does it hurt? Smiling so much?
I bit my bottom lip as I looked nervously around me.
“Fine!” I groaned “but no creepy stalking pictures of me!” I warned him.
“I swear on my soul” he smirked.
“I’m talking seriously!”
“I am too” he smiled.
I rolled my eyes as I started walking with my bike beside me.
When we arrived to the park, I sat on my usual spot with a book on my lap and headphones on, while Adam was taking pictures of white swans swimming happily in the small lake.
And for the first time in forever, I couldn’t focus on what was I reading; instead my thoughts had drifted to wonderland.
Everything happened in these two weeks got mixed up, I can describe my life with two simple words, boring & normal, but since I met Adam and Violate, some of the common teenage drama had gave my life a little spicy flavor.
I mean yeah it’s nothing comparing to harry potter’s life but oh well.
I came back to reality when Adam sat next to me with two ice cream pops in each hand.
“Here you go” he said handing me an ice cream pop.
I wasn’t sure if I should take it, but it looked tasty.
“Thanks” I told him “any interesting pictures?”
He glared at me “well, since you asked, no… nothing is interesting here”
“Then why did you come in the first place as long as you know that?”
He looked side away at me “maybe because I knew it’s your favorite place and I wanted to come along” he smiled.
I fought that little smile inside of me and ignored him.
We both stayed silent while eating our ice cream.
“Why bother coming back even though I treat you horribly?” the words came out of my mouth before I could stop them.
“Well…” he began, obviously not surprised by my question “I think I understand you”
“You do?” I stared at him.
“Yeah…” he made an eye contact with me for a moment then looked away “you know, the whole fitting thing and living with one of your family member – perhaps your mom? – is gone”
Okay, what?! I could feel my mouth is dropped open.
“What do you know about these things anyway?” I buffed.
“Oh trust me, I know, I’ve been there”
When I didn’t respond he continued “two years ago my mom died in a car accident, so my father deicided to move here, where my mom had born and raised, it was a new beginning… or that’s what my father liked to call it, and of course my brother agreed, I mean I can’t blame him for being good at fitting in new societies but when it comes to me… it’s like hell, I couldn’t fit, not in the school or any club or even the grocery shop, yeah it sound silly but that’s the truth”
Actually, it wasn’t silly at all, not for me, I wanted to interrupt him but I stopped myself.
“Everyone in this town is the same, you know what I mean?” he glared at me and I nodded.
“Being different is something you cannot do, they just get drunk or work” he shocked his head at the idea “I tried, I really did try to be like them but I stopped from a long time…”
“And then” he smiled “I met you, and the moment I got my eyes on you, I knew you were struggling the same thing”
This time we both made an eye contact.
“I don’t think I am different from them” I whispered.
“Oh yes you are, believe me, you have your own world inside of your head and you have your own style, you do magic with the things you like, you don’t follow, and most importantly… you’re beautiful” he smiled and I found myself lost inside of his brown eyes.
I felt his hand touching mine, I could feel my cheeks flush so I removed my hand quickly before he could noticed and mumble “we should go…”
“Yeah, let’s go…” he stood up, offering me his hand to help, but I like being independent in every single way, so I pushed myself up and put both of my headphones and book in my bag.
YOU ARE READING
Amber
Saggistica"That thing about 'Everything has changed' it's true, and it's all because of that one person, everything has turned upside down, my life, my dreams, my style, my heart and myself, it's like the 'happy ending' has finally came, depressed became an u...
