Fall For You

Why you gotta' be so rude?

It's been a week without you.. I'm so lonely. And the only access to your apps is my trusty laptop. Yeah, get your butt back here so we can be together again. Forever. I promise I'll take good care of you. Don't leave me, don't leave this lonely heart behind.

Please.

The struggle is real. It's too real.

The feeling of that little piece of device in your pocket. The little extra weight and bulge it gives to your pocket. I never knew how important it could be until now.

"Mom, please! I'll do anything! Just give me your phone..." I said hugging her leg as she sat like a fabulous queen on the sofa while watching tv. Okay. If puppy eyes and desperate pleas do not work, it's time for plan B.

"Oh my gawd, mom, your face just looks more radiant than yesterday! Look at that crystal clear definition. Fabulous." I said as her poker face wavered for a moment.

"I'll think about it. Your new phone." My mom said getting up and strutting to her room as she sighed.

'Yes...' I recited in my head.

This situation however, was the first time I'd ever had to beg someone for something. I actually had a few options to getting my new phone.

1) Working.

Mind you. I am barely fit for work. I can't even lift a needle with my small hands and height. I'm pretty sure if I stood at that MacDonald's counter, no one would notice me. (Pssh, and I'm not even that short.) Okay, just kidding here. I actually work at a cafe but working hard for the exact phone I want is not an easy thing to do overnight. Let's face it, I'll never be able to pay for that phone by myself which is why I beg my mother.

2) Using a family's member second hand phone.

Nuh uh, you don't tell the only daughter of the boss who owns a cafe called 'Floria's Land' to just use a second hand phone. The last time I used my brother's second hand phone, all I saw were awkward selfies and more disgusting photos of him when he was younger. Apparently, he forgot to erase them. Thus, I got scolded by him just because he forgot to simply delete them.

I can list a few more details but I'm too preoccupied with this minor problem.

A boy from my secondary school is wearing our school uniform and holding onto a lilac skinned phone that looks like my precious lost phone. He was talking to one of my mother's employee and looking in my direction as she pointed at me.

I usually stay in my mother's cafe over the holidays to complete chores from school called 'homework', read books and go on Youtube. I only help out whenever my mom calls me and other than that.. I don't have much friends who comes to the cafe to look for me. Not to mention, I didn't even know him at all. Period.

He strides over to my corner and stops a little distance from me. The closer I look, the more I found him familiar.

"Don't need to thank me because I am about to say something rude." He snaps. "Each day that passes is a day closer to you," he says in the most irritating voice I have ever heard in my entire life.

"Excuse me?" I said.

"This quote on your lockscreen has got to be the most stupid one I've ever read in my whole life. You've already lost the dude just give up." He said.

My memory flashed this dumb guy's face in the back of my mind. He belonged to our school soccer team which meant the both of them know each other. Great, more soccer dudes trying to stir trouble even on our break.

I breathed.

I looked at my table. The properly wiped desk and clean floors would be unnecessarily dirtied if I were to splash water in his face. And if I were to slap him, it would be a total waste of my cells to die because of him. Instead, I grabbed my extra matcha flavoured donut and stuffed it in his mouth. I knew for a fact that not everyone could appreciate the rare and unique flavour of matcha.

And I was right, he coughed hard before I quickly took my tissue and stuffed the donut into his throat harder.

"You know what? Get out. You're not even worth to argue with or dirty this cafe. I'm telling both of you to get a life." I said, dragging him out of the cafe and pulling my phone off of his grasp before slamming the door in his face.

And the music playing at a moderate level on the radio right now could not have been more accurate with the perfect timing.

'Why you gotta' be so rude?

Don't you know I'm human too..'

I stormed back to my desk and closed my laptop. I waved my phone at my mother who just saw everything and opened the door to the stairs beside the counter that said 'no entry'. My mom and I pretty much lived in the cafe. It was a shophouse.

Our home was on the second floor of 'Floria's Land'. When I got up there, I turned 90 degrees to the left and walked straight into my room. Slamming the door behind me.

I sighed heavily as I held my phone in my hands lying on my bed.

I could be sassily appropriate at times. But when it was down to just me, myself and I alone. I wasn't that strong. I never was.

I felt the strong will of my feelings starting to let pieces of my broken heart liquify into tears that came from my eyes. Each teardrop was a piece of the hurt I felt.

Whenever I read stories about breakups or rejections and how the main female character just meets another guy which slowly lets her learn to fall in love again, I thought about how she'd feel letting go of her first love or the other guy. How could she just let him go like that after all those things he did that made her lose herself? How did she have the courage to stand up again?

Then I learned.

Sometimes they just don't deserve your dedicated love.