“You still mad at me?”
I removed my eyes to her. Mad? Maybe that time. Everything has changed now. That was three years ago. I guess, time heals everything. I already forgave her and forgot it though it takes months for me to move on.
“Maybe those times,” just being honest with my feelings.
“I'm really sorry Drake.”
“What's important now is we're okay. We're just kids at that time Jen.”
She laughed. “You're right.”
But what if she come back for me? What should I do?
“Drake?” This is it.
“Yes?”
“Do you still love me . . . or like me, perhaps?”
I don't know how to respond in her question. She was my bestfriend before and I know how when cries whenever she got rejected or hurt. Plus, I don't hurt girls. I can't say I don;t love her anymore because it is not nice to hear.
“Yes.”
“Drake, I want an honest answer,” she looked at me with a blank expression, waiting for me to look at her, to say, “I'm honest,” but inside, I'm not.
“Oh. I thought you want to hear nice words so I said “yes”
She smiled. “Silly Drake! Well, if that's so, I'm happy for you.”
“You're not mad or something?,” finding some pretensions on her smile but I guess, I failed.
“Nah. I'm just happy that you're ready to love again.”
“How about you “Jen? Are you still inlove with me?”
“Same as you. I have move on Drake,” then we laughed.
Suddenly she looked at her watch and asked me if she could go now but I insisted her to stay, to have some food first but she refused. I offered her a walk to her new home and I;m glad it's okay with her.
“This it?,” pointing on the peach two-story house with a light pick-up parked on their garage.
“Yes. Thanks Drake.”
Jenny waved goodbye to me and entered their house.
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GRAY AND PINK
Teen Fiction"Drake, I don't know if this was right. Loving you, after all, is the best thing that ever happened to me. When we're together, I feel like something moving creatures on my stomach and if we're apart, I can't seem to get you out of my mind. Drake, y...
