Being Enthralling

69. Pressing matters

I have updated three chapters, 69, 70 and 71. Please read it accordingly. Thanks. 

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Yesterday, after returning from Blake's, I spent the majority of time searching online, "How to console boys when they're sad."

In the middle of browsing I stopped and thought, what the fuck am I doing? I shouldn't be searching online these stuffs, it should be my natural intuitive.

But your natural intuitive makes things awkward and cringing.

I did the only thing which I thought would not be cringing and awkward at all.

I send both of them memes.

That way it would be natural and say that I keep them in my mind and care for them.

At least I hope, they think that way.

I got replies from Issac, but after some time he stopped. Blake on the other hand just seen them and ignored. I still kept on sending both of them memes on Instagram and what'sapp and even on Facebook.

Next day in college I didn't see either of them. Blake I suppose has gone to the family picnic.

Issac, I have no idea where he can be.

I was sitting in the cafeteria slurping my Muskmelon smoothie, waiting for my next lecture.

I looked at my watch and noticed I still have twenty minutes left.

I looked around the cafeteria and saw Violet, Josh, Nina, Kendall, Ashley and Rex. They were sitting in a group and seemed to be in a discussion.

I wished I could join them, but I can't as I was in a disguise.

I was bored scrolling through the social media, searching and sending memes.

Thought to take stroll around the campus, but then I will be hungry again and I will not pay attention to the lecture.

I sighed and slumped in the chair, slightly irritated with the gigantic wig on my head.

Derek wasn't a threat until Allison joined him. Allison the witch, has a really twisted and crooked mind. Her mind is like a never ending stream of ideas and the witch uses it to make other people's life miserable.

I really want to go and scream at her like a banshee that her games are over and she's gonna be screwed-

"I'm really contemplating whether I should comment on your costume, first or on the lunatic obsession you have developed to spam my phone."
A smirk crept across my face when I hear Issac's voice.

He took a beside me and looked at me intently.

I leaned towards him, " Ah! well, whatever comes out that mouth for me is always an insult anyways, so go ahead pour your heart out in words."

His frown deepens, "You look like-" he stopped and shook his head.

"There are pressing matters to deal first than your wardrobe collection."

I leaned back from him, "Is everything alright?" I asked. He seemed tense.

"You backed out from all the upcoming events. Why?" He asked without missing a beat. His voice was cold as ice shards.

My face scrunched up in confusion, "How come that, is stressing you out?"

"Because that's the gigantic sign of your cowardliness Diana." He spat out.

His statement made me feel like, I have just been hit by a hammer.

"Wha-wh-why... Why would you say that?"

"Don't you see it? Don't you see how you are letting Derek and your former friend taking control of your own bloody life?" He nearly yells at me. 

He looked deep into my eyes, his eyes were swirling with emotions which I was unable to decipher.

"Diana," He said my name gently and hold my hands in his.

"Running away from confrontations and disguising your identity because of fear is understandable, but jeopardizing your future because of it is not." 

It took a moment for me, to let the meaning of his words sunk in. 

And when it did I felt as if a gigantic volcano has erupted within me.

"Woah, woah, woah, hey there buddy stop right there." I said, tugging my hands out his, as rage welled up inside me. 

"What fear are you talking about? I don't fear them!"

He looked at me for what felt like a long time. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. When looked at me again, he seemed tired and exhausted.

"You don't fear them Diana, you are afraid of what has happened in the past. You fear that you  might have done something which is why you have the apologetic behavior towards him." He says, voice constrained.

I stared at him with wide eyes as I took in every word he said.

"You don't know what exactly has happened, Issac." I mumbled.

"I may not know what exactly has happened, but I do know that you have to start taking a stand for yourself."

 I contemplated whether I should tell him everything.

Issac is still in the dark. He may know the things he has heard from Derek, but he doesn't know my side of the story.

He doesn't know what has happened in the past and definitely has no idea what's going to happen in next few days. 

I desperately wish to inform him what I'm up to, but he has his own issues to tackle.