"You sure you don't want to go inside?" he asked.
I felt his warm breath on my neck, my body hair rose up because of that.
"You know I can't, we’re a secret right?" I stated.
He hissed. He lifted his head, so I loosened my hug on him so I could see his face.
"You're enjoying this huh?" he smirked.
I just sniffed and combed her soft and messy hair with my fingers. Is he having salon appointments too? Why the softness of his hair? So jealous of his genes. Race of perfection.
"You should go home now," I looked at the light he was looking at as well.
It's my car. My heart shrank. So fast. I placed my palm into his face and jailed him so that I could press my lips to his. I thought he would break up again but he resisted my kiss. His lips moved with the same rhythm as mine. It's not torrid and it's not bland either. It's just the kiss that's enough for me to miss him for some days again. The day is fast whenever you are happy.
The vacation that I thought was so long felt so short after all the events that had happened. I struggled for some time because obviously, I didn’t mind the course I would take now in college. It all came down to two, either I'll go into politics or business. I don’t know, that’s all I was aware of in my eyes from childhood, without even thinking, I took Business Management, which dad didn’t disagree with. There I was even more surprised.
"We only have two subjects that are the same."
Olivia rolled her eyes at me, almost throwing my schedule at me.
"Of course, business and media management. Hello?" I teased her.
She drank her frappe and still looked so not in the mood. I hide my smile.
"You are so clingy. As if we don't see each other all the time."
With our family structure, it was impossible for the two of us not to meet. We both have the same brother so it's like having a sister too.
"That's not it." She was hard on me again. I chuckled ridiculously. Apparently I don't believe it.
"You can't refuse now." her introduction. I frowned at her.
"Next week! It’s Trish's farewell party.”
I groaned. That was the party she had referred to long ago. Trish, who is Aiden's girlfriend, is going to college abroad. They invited me but I didn't want to go because I was lazy.
"I told you I'm not yet sure about that. Dad is still vague about me going out since the election is near."
It's half meant. It's true that dad won't really like it if I go out but that doesn't mean I can't do it either. It's just that I think there's this bad aura going on between me and Trish because of Aiden's bullshits. So it would have been better if I hadn’t been there.
"Damn you. Stop it Jade, I know your capabilities. And damn! Can you at least give this to me? Class is getting near, this will be the last!"
I sighed and shook my head. Olivia is so like her mother, so maybe they didn't last long with daddy. I wonder what my mom is like, am I like her too? Daddy told me, I look like my mom. I haven't heard from her about mommy's behavior, I just know they got married, because that's what their parents told them.
Still going on Olivia whispered that I had come with her. She even gave me the address of the venue, the pool resort where the event will be held is just near our university. The only thing she’s waiting for is for me to agree.
"Olivia, I told you I'm not feeling well." I whimpered in line.
She called me in the afternoon reminding me about the party later.
"Noooo! I'll feel out of place! Come on, Jade! Please!" she whined.
I groaned and ended the call. I said I don't want to go e. I'm feeling well. I lied okay? But for some reason I'm too lazy now. Erato and I last message was three days ago. I wondered about his whereabouts.
How is he? Does he remember about our set-up? I reached for my phone, I only did social media after I returned our messages.
This is hard. He's so good with this kind of set up. Is this how he treats the women he used to fling with? That's why he's so famous with his reputation huh? And are these women of his really content with just a little bit of attention? I winced when I realized that I'm one of those girls. Ugh!
I covered my face with a blanket. Can I just survive in this setup? I feel so done with myself. I feel frustrated. I'm confused by how it feels. Back then, when he ignored me and only received disgust, it was okay with me. Why now that all are way better, I don't seem to be satisfied anymore? Damn.
I couldn’t wait and checked his social media accounts again. Nothing special. No story, or anything weird. I clicked his profile so I could send him a message. We have never talked through social media, so there is no conversation there. I bit my lip thinking about what to say. I tried to type a few messages but in the end I just didn't think of anything. I sighed.
I almost bumped myself into the headboard. I just swiped the stories cause I'm so damn bored. But it also immediately caught my attention when I stopped at a story. It's Trisha's story. I don't even know I'm following her. But that is no longer my concern.
I saw this familiar face of a guy in the background. Trisha's story is a picture of the venue with her few friends. The man would almost blur the face but he was familiar to me. He's wearing jeans, a simple black polo shirt and a cap. I contemplated where I saw him, and he realized he was the man who had given me an umbrella when I was helping a beggar near the coffee shop.
Oh, right! I can't help but to notice how simple looking he is. Looking like a boy next door. Too far away from my type. Wait, do I have a type? Erato is my only type.
I stopped staring at the picture when the name I had been waiting for suddenly popped out. I rolled over on the bed and immediately read his message.
Erato:
I'm going out tonight, Cali invited me to a party.
My forehead furrowed. Party?