Can i buy you a book?

Chapter 8- Past never gets erased

I did what I thought, slept. I woke up the next morning to the sound of Daph screaming over the phone. I got up slowly irritated by the way she woke me up. I looked outside. It was a beautiful day for me to whine. Looks like my fever has decided to leave me finally and invade someone else’s mood. Smiling like a goof I went for a shower.

A few more weeks and the Uni start again. God I hate waking up early. Looks like I aint all happy and nice all the time. Then suddenly it occurred to me that Daph was screaming while ago, I wonder what happened? Wait, did she fire the maid? I quickly got out of the tub and dried myself. As quickly as possible I changed and ran out of my room.

Daph was sitting in the couch. Her eyes were blood red so were her ears. She looked like she was going to murder someone. But her eyes weren’t red because she was angry but because she cried. Once realization dawned I gasped. Daphney Miller never, and when I say never I mean the day the pigs starts flying never, cries.

I walked towards her as slow and carefully as possible. What? Chances of her jumping at me to stab my eyes out are 99% even though I am her best friend. I sat down with a good distance. Then I realized I was being a ridiculous friend. So I just hugged her. The moment I did she broke down. She was holding onto me so tight like her life depended on me. I was running my hands in circles on her back to comfort her although I was finding it hard to breathe myself. She wouldn’t stop crying. I let her cry. After good 15 minutes of crying, she didn’t even say a word and went inside her room. As much as I wanted to know what happened I knew she needed space. Daph is really weird. Upfront she is an amazing person, bitchy too and she gets guys craaayyyy. But she is very vulnerable inside. Not many people know that but I do. She never cries because she is strong with her emotions. She gets annoyed if someone asked her what happened.

I let her be and went back to my room. I jumped onto my bed enjoying the bouncy mattress. I was looking outside, how the trees were swaying to the faint music that was being played in Daph’s room. I sighed, I really wanted to help her but she might kill me now. So I got up and looked at the desk beside me. The book was lying there. I took it to indulge myself into the world of love. As I started reading I couldn’t take my eyes of it.

It started with the usual cliché, at a bar where the guy asks the girl if he could buy her a drink. The girl was independent and sweet. She was beautiful and the guy was a charmer. They kept talking for days. There were sweet moments and the dates. What I liked about this story was the constant quarrel they kept on having. The girl has trust issues and the guy well he was trying everything to make her trust him. He was possessive too which makes this character whole lot cuter. I didn’t even notice how long I was reading when there was a knock on my door. Irritated I got up and opened it. My frown turned into a shocked expression.

Standing in front of me was Daph. Her hair had this many tangles, her face was dull and her eyes were blood red. Her nose looked like she ran thousands of tissue on it. She looked like a mess. I have never seen her ugly. This is the first time she looks pathetic. I was staring at her too long.

“Stop staring. It’s rude. I am fine ok.” with that she left towards the dine room. I followed her.

The food looked delicious. I hopped onto my chair and started munching and gobbling in everything.

Daph snorted at me disgusted by my way of eating. So I looked at her and snorted too, to prove that she looks worse than me.

“You know you don’t really have to tell me what happened but at least cut with the ‘I won the A-class bitch award’ act. Look if it’s about a guy- “before I could finish she threw salad at me. What is it with me and food fight recently? Before my mind could wander off anywhere Daph stomped.

“DON’T TAKE HIS NAME!” she shouted and stormed off to her room.

I was flabbergasted it took me two whole minute and a push from the maid to realize what just happened.

I ran towards Daphs room and started knocking.

“Daph, hey Daph, I am sorry. I didn’t know things were this complicated. Besides what happened to hump and dump huh? Or, or the part where the girl just walks away. Come one open the door. I promise to just hug you and sit in silence and force you to have something. Pleaseee. Pweeetyyy pweaaasseee” and I kept begging like that for a while.

Finally Daph opened the door. I hugged her the moment she opened it. Although it was awkward to just stand there and hug her and her blabbing gibberish, all I knew for sure was my friend over here, the playa just got played with the guy she finally decided to fall in love with. And the fact that I want to rip his balls off for hurting her too was making me feel weird since I am not the kind who fights.

She pulled away and sat on her bed. I looked inside her room and my, it was a mess. Clothes everywhere, vases broken, one heel was hanging on the railing of her window and various CDs where at the bottom of her desk. Music was still on and it was hilarious because “I knew you were trouble” was on. I controlled myself not to laugh. On her bed with all the messed up stuffs was her laptop and it had a picture of her and the guy. I was staring at the picture. I know this guy. Where have I seen him?  I was thinking so hard.

I went closer to her bed and took a closer look at the picture. I know him. Although the last time I saw him his hair was black and he had blue eyes. He was a lot tanner because of the tropical climate.

“Can your eyes become wider? It’s kind of funny how with every details of the picture as you go down it makes your eyes wider. What are you going to do when your eyes lands on his di-“before Daph could say anymore of this weird stuffs I cut her off.

“It’s him! Daph! No!” tears formed in my eyes. I pushed the laptop away. I was shaking uncontrollably.

My mind was racing with several thoughts. Memories after memories where being replayed on my mind one after another which I have paused and hid somewhere in my brain long ago. Long before I moved here. I didn’t notice the waterfall I have set up in my eyes till Daph was dabbing tissues continuously on my face. She was confused and worried about what just happened.

“You do realize it is funny that few minutes back it was you doing the same thing to me?” she laughed to her own joke to lighten up the tense mood.

I stopped crying and rushed to my room. I went under my bed to get the suitcase. That one suitcase where I buried my past. I brought it out and dusted the dirt which coated it.

I was scared to open it but I did anyways. My lung suddenly ran out of air. I felt suffocated. Daph hugged me. I let out a frustrated scream. She was shocked but still hold on to me. She looked at the pictures inside the suitcase. Her eyebrows were knitted together till she realized who was the guy on the pictures.

“Oh my gosh! No way! Is this the gu-u-y” She was stuttering

I couldn’t form words so I just nodded. She looked through the whole suitcase. She found my journal. One that I use to write before. She looked at me and sighed.

“I know you won’t tell me what happened before you came here not because you don’t trust me babe because you’re scared and hurt. Can I please read this?” She looked at my journal. Daph was my closest friend and now that he was connected to her too I nodded because she needed to know. Daph smiled at me and gave me one quick hug and left the room knowing we both needed some space.