I paid a virgin

Chapter 35

Chapter Thirty Five

Come on talk…

     

The beating of my heart was going two hundred beats per minute as I clutch my phone, debating if I wanted to call Trench…but what would I say to him if he picks it up. Hey Trench about the site you built us why did you take it down and replace it with someone else? Or maybe I can tell him this, um Trench I think I’m ready to talk to you now please please bring back the site that helped us so much. That sounded like I was just using him. Ugh! How about I’ll give him a call and tell him I forgive him? Yeah, that sounded so desperate and using.

I can’t think properly when faces of my families crushed face keeps swirling in my mind. Where will we get money to pay the bills if our shop are about to suffer a ride downhill? One clicked of a button to crush our site and poof no more Welsh cupcake shop to Google.  But one clicked of a button and poof there is rivalry cupcake shop near the mall.

Why didn’t I think my answer through earlier? If not for my stupid pride this thing would never happen. But thanks to my stupidity it happened and we are now facing another bankruptcy in the making.

Yet I might somehow prevent that if only I am brave to make a phone call to him. I mean I can do this right? I can still make this right for us. All I needed is to let my pride die down and see where it takes me. With that in mind, I push the call button and wait nervously for something to happen.

Sorry this number is no longer available, that’s the words that responded to me when I dialed his number.

 I didn’t have a proper sleep that night and woke up next morning looking tired than ever. I let Charles drive the car as my sense of alertness was easily compare to a drunk driver.

“You go ahead,” I told Charles when I stepped out of the car. I need to talk to someone and I need to talk to him alone. Charles gave me a weird look before storming away. Mandy was jogging to the elementary building. I don’t know what I’m going to tell him or how to approach me, but my mind tells me to do something before things escalated downhill.

I don’t know how long I was standing beside my car just watching cars parked here and there or some students lingering for a chat with their friends, when I finally saw his state-of-the-car speeding ostentatiously. No one could really miss it since it was a gorgeous ride. Actually it was the topic yesterday and even the teachers were talking about it.

He parked a great distance from where I am, but that doesn’t stop me from approaching him today I was determined of that. So why am I slowing down just looking at him like he had grown two heads?

The reason for this of course was the change of his clothes. He dressed like a bad boy. Leather jacket covered his white V neck shirt, black army boots on his feet, black jeans, and add that messy hair he had. No wonder girls are swooning as he walk pass them. I, on the other hand felt very intimidated by his new appearance. Whatever determination I have earlier to talk to him just melted in an instance as soon as I saw the new Trench.

 Is it just me? I marbled when we are settled around the table for lunch, ever since this morning I felt this vibe radiating from him that says unapproachable. On the first period he didn’t give the sign that he knew me and my friends or give us the sign that he noticed us there just gawking at his new appearance. He nodded at the greetings the others said to him, especially the girls, in fact he was flirting with three girls at the same time. And if the rumors are true, the whispers in the hallway say he had left the males bathroom earlier with one brunette girl supporting a satisfied smile.

I know I was the one who made it clear that we are done for good, but why is my inside churning in jealousy, betrayal and hurt? Can he really move on that fast and never look back with his past?