After that little chat Lorena and I had, she walked me to the campus. She knew, without me needing to say it, that I couldn't make the decision right away. It was a big decision to make, anyway. And I was in a shock. It's not every day that you get a proposition like that. If someone else had made the proposition couple of days earlier, I would have laughed and say that they are fucking crazy. It surprised me that that though haven't crossed my mind yet. I guess things have changed now. Nothing spectacular happened, though. Except for meeting Lorena and her husband. They took my breath away, they were both so beautiful.
Lorena said that she understands and that I can take all week if I have to.
She actually had to help me to get up from the couch, through the door and in the car. I had trouble processing. She drove me back to the campus and kindly offered to help me get to my room, but I refused. By then, the fresh air has helped me clear my mind a little and I was a bit more conscious of my surroundings.
When we were leaving, I was in such a shock that I forgot to take my jacket from her place. Well, it was an ugly jacket, anyway. The only pity was that it was my only jacket. I guess it was time to go shopping. God, help me! I hate shopping, with my entire soul.
I'm fairly certain that my mouth was hanging wide open during the entire ride. And I swear I felt awkward tension between us throughout that ride. I didn't know what to do to ease it. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. What should have I done, anyway?
I think I stood in one place for a good five minutes, staring into nothing but space before I snapped out of my daze. I looked around confusedly, because for a moment there I forgot where I was. It was the ground floor of my dorm. There were barely any people about. Most of them were probably out with their friends, having fun. I got up the stairs to the final floor, the door to my flat was all the way to the back. My room was the first one on the right. It was small, but cosy, an en-suite, because I cannot share a bathroom with anyone else.
I distantly remember Lorena saying something during the ride from her home. Everything she said, her voice, seemed like it was coming from a great distance at a time.
All of a sudden, a hand come out of nowhere and grabbed me, making me flinch in surprise. I let out a quiet scream as I jumped out in fright and tumbled, falling to the ground. I looked up, seeing a tall figure standing in front of me blocking all the light from the street lamps. I didn't realize just how much darker it had become until now. The sun was no longer on the sky and the only street light was blocked by the figure standing in front of me. I squinted my eyes in fright as I rolled all the possible scenarios in my head as to how it can end. Who knows who this might be, maybe a rapist, or a murderer. He might have friends waiting for him, preying on innocent young girls, he might be-
"What the hell are you doing, Ness? It's late; you should've been on campus for hours already! You scared the shit out of me when I reached your room and found her empty! What got into you? You weren't in class and you're always in class and then nobody knew where you were and-"
"Jason! And what the hell do you think you're doing? You scared me shitless! Help me get up, dumbass!" I scolded him, frowning. Yep, that was us. We always swore a lot in front of each other. He's the only person I swear in front of. He's the one who's comfortable enough to swear in front of other people. I was raised to be nice, so Jason is really the only person I could relax with and be myself, without being afraid that he'll judge me.
He raised his eyebrow as he offered me his hand to help me get up. Damn, I want to learn how to do this! It just looks so stupid when you lift both of them. The little shit wore that annoying smirk! I told him countless times to not wear that stupid facial expression in front of me. I was okay if he used it to get the ladies and all, but me he had to leave alone.
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The Proposal [18+]
Romance"I have a proposal for you." It was just an ordinary day and I was sitting (as usually) on my favorite spot in the little café down the corner. I was drinking my no-milk-please and sugar induced cappuccino and reading my favourite book to kill...