I am covered in dust from head to toe as I help Charissa clean up her dusty apartment rooms and assemble the multipurpose furnitures that I helped her get. I also gave her some of the plants I had. She has more make up boxes then utensils in her kitchen. Well that was clearly expected from her.
" OK, why do you have so many plushies and not even a single cushion?", I frantically stare at her belongings as I find more unnecessary stuff than the things that she actually needs, " and why do you have such an expensive coffee maker when you don't even have a proper saucepan to cook."
After one long whole day of wasted weekend, not even being able to clean up her apartment properly, I leave Charrissa's. As I head towards my apartment, I see that my front door is unlocked. I hurriedly enter just to see Kurt sitting on my couch like a boss.
" what the hell! Kurt !? How'd you even get in here ?", I hiss at him with a voice that has been hoarse after one long day of screaming and working in the dust. I remember well that my apartment was locked properly before I left and nobody else besides me has the key.
Kurt, he's not smiling. He's not smirking at me like he usually does. He's not even getting naked in my apartment. He's just sitting there calmly waiting for me to say something like I owe him an apology. I question myself, do I? Or is he just trying to be funny?
" what's the matter, Kurt?", I ask, unable to decode his feelings as he watches me with eyes that kill.
"I'm leaving tonight", he says sadly waiting to see my reaction.
Oh my god! How did I forget? That he was going this Sunday and not the next Sunday ? My mind plays things that are totally irrelevant just to make me feel more pathetic about myself. I feel worse and worse about myself as I replay things in my head that are not at all related to Kurt.
"I'm...... I'm so sorry Kurt. I was so busy that I totally forgot and I didn't even fulfill our promise for the date and there were so many things going on and I didn't even check up on you..", Kurt hugs me all of a sudden and stops me from dying through sophistication.
"Calm down Betsy. You didn't get the date of my departure wrong. It just got preponed a week early. I'm still mad about my schedule but if I don't attend this meeting, my company might suffer great loss. And I don't want my employees getting underpaid just because of my selfish love reasons", Kurt explains as he pulls me into an even tighter hug.
"It's ok Kurt. I understand. You don't have to be sad because I'll always understand and I'm here whenever you need me. We'll meet again after this meeting is over, right?", I comfort him even though I was as freaked out as he.
He asks me to drop him to the airport as he had come here in a taxi. I jokingly tell him that my tiny car isn't as comfortable as his Royce and to that he answers with "you are more comforting than my Royce", which makes me go "awwww".
As I drive him to the airport, he asks me if I've had enough time to think about him. I promise to tell him after he comes back and he didn't have to worry about that. Honestly, my feelings had become so much clear. I knew that I couldn't just stay tied up to my childhood fantasies. I knew I had to move forward in life. I knew I had to get things straight. I couldn't just keep waiting for a dude that doesn't even know if I exist anymore.
I had to get him three hours early to the airport since it was an international flight. We were four hours early as anything might go wrong in the way. And...... there it was, the longest traffic ever. We were stuck just a few miles from the airport in the middle of one big traffic jam. I turn off the engine to save the battery of my electric car.
We just listen to some boring songs as we stare at the road ahead. Kurt breaks the silence after 10 minutes, " maybe I should get down and walk from here on".
"Nah, don't worry. You still have enough time to reach 3 hours early. I'm sure we'll get through soon enough", I assure him.
"I'm so glad I found you", Kurt says affectively out of nowhere.
I don't know how to respond. I mean, that's the first time anyone's ever liked me in such a way. I don't think anyone in my life has ever even noticed me well enough to get affected by me. But Kurt is just so sweet. I, honestly, didn't even know much about him besides the fact that he was a great entrepreneur and owned a great company that I adored a lot. But I could find out about him anytime through Liz. And I knew he wasn't a bad person either.
"It makes me really happy when you say that. Thank you Kurt.", that's all I could say after some 5 minutes of silence.
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Love Ain't My Game [[✔️✔️COMPLETED✔️✔️]]
Teen FictionLong lost childhood love or a journey towards new relationships? Read Betsy's story as she explores love to decide if she wants to find her childhood love or move on with life not letting the past get her way. . Cover by @Regalbeast08 ...