True.
November tenth officially makes it four weeks since I last visited Tiffany's hospital and also seeing Chad. Nick brought the meds to school after we conducted series of tests. I have tried my possible best to avoid Chad for a month. It is either I dodge him and run to the home room or immediately leave the class after all our classes. He has been sending me lots of text messages and voice messages too. I have successfully ignored him all through. I still hate myself for the emotional breakdown I had to undergo and show in front of him. He doesn't deserve my tears, no one does. . .maybe my dad and some important people in my life.
But, not him.
I took a Saturday nap for the first time in a really long time. It felt really good and it was like I was in this calm and solemn place where nothing matters, only resting my eyes out. It was a bit addictive but, I just had to wake up. The pills wore out. I drag my sleepy self to the kitchen to make something to eat; Just Rice and marinated sauce with diced meat. Dad had already gone to work pretty early, leaving me a note to rest well and eat healthy. I grab a bottle of ginger ale and a sparkling water from the freezer and head straight to the living room to watch tv.
After successful hours of stuffing myself with food and drink, I decided to go to where I work and at least, get some company from my friend, Sammy. I walk to my dresser, feeling the mood to touch up my face with something light and wear round earrings. I straighten my hair and tuck it to the back of my ears, wearing a blue jump-suit shorts and my favorite pair of sneakers. I lock the door and place the key under the flower vase close to the door, texting my dad just in case he gets home before me.
Strolling to the bus station, I hastily enter one which takes off almost immediately. I get to Issa's under five minutes, signing my name in the register. I spot Rose talking to one of Issa's employed supervisor. They didn't seem to notice that I was watching them from afar. I exhale slowly and walk towards them, smiling.
"Oh, True, you're here. How are you? Thought you aren't working today." Rose asks me, walking away from the supervisor.
"Hi, Rose. I am not supposed to but, I came by to hang and see someone." I reply her.
"And that someone is—let me guess, Sam, am I right?" She laughs lightly.
"You got it." I laugh, patting my hair slightly. "Where is he, by the way?" I scan through the place and the only thing I notice are two carton boxes and very few people.
"You know who's office. That lady has refused to let the poor boy be. No offense but, I find her pathetic and kind of. . .a lunatic too." She scrunches her face in disgust. I also dislike Issa for how she is acting.
"I know right. It's so annoying that she doesn't want to find her own person." I state, then strut to get water from the fridge. "Isn't that called abuse or something? Like, she's taken over the guy's right as a person." I comment, dusting my desk.
"Woah, abuse? I don't think I agree with that. These days, people do whatever they want. True," She touches my shoulder, lowering her voice as she checks around for people that want to eavesdrop on our conversation. "Don't allow people hear that. If they do, you will be fired or definitely dealt with by her. You know how extremely hard she is on you. We all know the kind of game she is playing on him. The only thing we can do is to be quiet about it. Okay?"
"Yeah, you're right." I nod in understanding and a bit of hopelessness. "I hope she isn't plunging out his innocence, 'cause that will be the worst." Biting my lower lip in worry and fear.
"We can't tell if she has already done that or not. You can ask him how everything is, though. Maybe he will tell you what's going on. You both are really tight." Rose responds, packing up her things into her bag. "Ah, Sam, welcome back. How's was it?" Rose grins subtly, trying to get him to say something. His face turns to one that is about to explode in anger. Quickly, he changes it when he sees me and ignores Rose's question.
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More Than A Bestfriend
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