Delinquente

chapter 2 - It wouln't be fair

      As I finally finished putting my clothes in the wardrobe and just jumped in my bed, I feel lighter now. I take my phone out of my pocket and go to Facebook, it's been years since I last visited it, but I search for Gilberts' name. When I moved, I didn't have a computer or a phone, but I remember that he would call to my house and send messages on my mother's Facebook, I ignored it all. Yeah, I already said that I was (might still be) a douchebag. Well, you see, I was ashamed that I didn't tell him that I was leaving the country, I didn't truly know what to say to him at the time, and when I figured it all out it had already passed 3 years, so it would be awkward especially after ignoring him for so long. I found him, and as I thought he hasn't used it for a long time too. He just had a kid picture and used his account to check-in places to use wifi. Bitch. I turn my phone off and get up walking out of my room.

" Dad?! " I yelled trying to find him, as I walked downstairs. It's raining now, I would love to just go out and walk in the rain, that's probably my favourite thing to do when I need to think. I go to the kitchen taking a glass and filling it with the tap water.

" Hey. " I listen to his voice behind me, so I turn to him and finish drinking my water. I did it so fast that I almost choked. " Jesus... " He laughed.

" Can you tell me the directions of Gilbert's house, I don't remember it anymore. " He nodded, taking a piece of paper and drawing something there, when he finished he handed it to me, and guess what? I cut my fucking finger on the paper, I really don't understand how the fuck paper can cut human skin. " Cazzo! " I swear by putting my finger in my mouth. I take a look at the paper. " Thanks, dad, I'll be back soon I think. "

" Sure, is your finger okay? " He laughed, I did the same, it was just so lame. I walk away through the front door. I should probably put on a thicker jacket, but I'm too lazy to go upstairs just to put on another coat. " Fotarsi. " I shrugged, as I started to walk down the street I could notice that a lot had changed, new houses, the streets were fresh.

For what my dad drew, Gil's house weren't very far, just two blocks away, I was so excited that I started running, I fucking miss the dude, even if has been years since I last saw him I always thought about him, he's surely the most truthful friend that I ever had, even at 10, I had this notion. I could already see his house so I started running even faster. When I got to the garden of his place I backed up my body by holding my knees as I tried to recover my breath. I couldn't stop smiling, so I took a deep breath and walked towards the door pressing the doorbell. I was tapping my fingers on my legs anxiously. The door is opened.

" Hi, can I help you? " An old lady asked, I didn't recognize her, maybe it's his grandmother or something. I smile at her.

" Does Gilbert Finley still live here? I'm an old friend of his... " I said, making an awkward laugh, she suspiciously glared at me, I guess it's normal. She stared at my arms — that had some little tattoos — frowning her eyebrows. " So? "

" I never saw you before in the town... " She sighed " What's your name boy? " She asked, closing the door a little, Jesus, it's not like I'll rob her or something.

" I'm Micah Lloyd D'angelo, I lived here as a child. " I walked some steps back so she felt less uncomfortable, she whispered an annoyed 'stay here'. She closes the door. I laughed softly.

It had already passed a few minutes so I sat on the little stairs in front of the front door porch taking a cigarette, I put it between my lips trying to light it as the wind was harshly blowing my face. I can hear the door suddenly opening abruptly. I get up fast cleaning my pants.

" Dude, who are you? Is this a prank or somet... " He stopped talking when I turned to him, he was talking super fast which made me laugh. " What the fuck? Bro! " He hugged me and I hugged him back.

Geez, he was SO different, what did this boy eat to grow like this? His face is stills the same, red full lips, dark blue eyes that almost seemed black sometimes, black soft hair, thick eyebrows. Now he is a bit taller than me, not much. He was quite muscular but not too much. I was shocked.

" You changed so much man. " I said laughing, tearing the hug apart and taking a good look at his face just so I could hug him again. " I'll be living with my dad now. "

" You are the changed one, look at ya. " He giggled, separating us. " Let's go for a walk! I'm going out to Verusca! " He yelled and the old woman complained but he didn't mind that much, as he closed the door I stared at the ground. He was being so nice, I don't deserve it, I literally never reached out to him.