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The yellowish light of the streetlight shines on her face but the effects of colors of grey... that something I can't even explain in words that I was sure that I have seen earlier on her eyes was gone... just like what happened last night when we viewed the rooftop. We didn't see stars.
"We took a long time window shopping, aren't we? We didn't take notice of the time," she said in the midst of the drizzling rain. I was getting caught up by the thought of the color grey around her eyes but I decided just to throw it off. I am thinking how well does the rain get stronger? But to think that she was right, when I was with her, I couldn't take notice of the time. It feels like it never exists between both of us.
"Jax?" she called my name, I held my head up, "Yeah," I replied. "So... how was your learning of the guitar? Did you like it? Did you find something to cling to? Like hope or something," now, she's also talkative and second to Jake. "I just want to master it..." because I think that would lead me to something... when I entered back to school, I noticed different things... things that I have never encountered, things that never crossed my mind. Something that I just decided to look answers upon.
She grabbed my hand again for the nth time of the day. We entered the convenience store. The background song that was played beside the counter seems so clear to me. I heard the lyrics in my head, repeating back and forth.
'Remember when you called and said goodbye
You'd thought we'd lost it all and so did I...'
"Don't you feel cold? Let's get hot instant noodles!" Instant noodles? When can I go home? I wonder what happened in the house. I surely miss playing with them. My attention was divided into learning how to play the guitar and playing with them. Angela giggled and that made me back to my mind, "Eating instant noodles is perfect in this type of weather!" she was so excited when she looked into the tray of a cup of noodles. I stayed behind her. "What do you like? It's on me," she turned to me and smiled. "Do you like spicy hot noodles? Or not? I like seafood! How about you?" I've been sustaining my life eating instant noodles.
'But even if I'd lost you, it would be the same
Cause I will love you till' they take my heart away...'
My mind is clogging with the thought of the flavors. But I already tasted them all. "You are not talking again, Jax!" she said. "I encouraged you to talk because that would lead people to think that your look is just creepy but you aren't creepy in terms of the whole being, you are nice if you learn to talk with people or even get into their conversation." I want to answer her that I admitted that I am a creepy guy... but hell like a creep, I wouldn't like to do anything else... and yeah except that I inclined myself to learn how to play guitar. That thing maybe is something else to me. It's not like a magnet... but it attracts me. "I decided that we just get the same flavor. Do you mind if it's seafood?" I nodded... and I realized, I didn't take notice of the time again. I need a wristwatch.
Angela ordered everything she needed. We settled in the table near the imposing glass wall where raindrops on the streets were making hundreds of copies of the ripple as the people went by. "There! I'm pretty hungry too." she began sipping the noodles into her mouth. I grabbed the fork and taste it too. "What time are you going to get home?" I asked since she encouraged me to talk and get into the conversation. She stopped eating, "Are you trying to get rid of me?" she raised a brow, I left my mouth hung open, I realized that's not a good start of making conversations. I said something inappropriate.
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RomanceThe beauty of friendship and their journey in music. The story cover isn't mine. Copyrights to the owner.