Three days before I went back home, a friend of mine sent me a multimedia message. I waited until I got back to my hotel to open it. As I pressed the screen of my Iphone, my hands started vibrating with anger yet sorrow, tears started to roll down my face, clunching my fist and grinding my teeth. I saw it. I saw it all. They said a picture can tell a thousand words. This time, a picture didn't tell a thousand words. It only made me speechless. She was hugging someone else. As I scrolled to the next picture, she was kissing someone else. I dropped my phone and every thought of suicide went through my mind. I only thought of running to the balcony and jumping off the 32nd floor but my sub-conscious got the better of me. It held me back.
Six months has passed since that incident. I haven't talked to her eversince then. I hadn't contacted her since then. As I stared out the window of my friend's car, I kept wondering to myself. Will I ever find someone else? Will I ever find love again? All these questions went through my mind. Here, I have a friend complaining about his girl yet all I see is him being a jackass. She loves him so very much and that's why she's clingy yet all he can do is rant about how clingy she is. He doesn't appreciate her. I hated that part of him yet I was jealous of him to have a girl like that. A girl who wouldn't cheat on you yet remain loyal to you. He dropped me off at my best friend's college, Rick. He studied multimedia and I found that very interesting. Rick told me that he wanted to introduce me to some of his friends at college. So he drove me out to a snooker centre. It was raining so heavily and it was hard to see the road. He drove slowly to avoid any careless accidents. We parked right outside the snooker centre. I knew the moment we got out of the car and ran to the snooker centre, we would already have been drenched. So I took out my poncho and shared it with him. As I walked in to the snooker centre, I saw two guys and a girl. I couldn't see her properly as I was drying my poncho.
After hanging my poncho somewhere to dry, I wiped my hands on my shirt and put on a fake smile. I looked up and shook the hands of Rick's college friends. As I walked to the her, I looked down as I couldn't look at another girl with such dignity. As I shook her hand, she scolded me, telling me that I was rude. That shocked me and all of the sudden, my back stood up straight, head held high and eyes looking at hers. She was wearing a blue short hot pants, a blue Superman t-shirt and her brownish-red hair falling freely. As I looked into her black eyes, I thought "Wow..". I apoligized but I tried to play it cool. "Well, it is nice to see you. So you're the Japanese boy Rick has been telling me about eh? It's great to finally meet you. Hi, I'm Sally.". I smiled and said "Umm.... Hey. I'm Kon. Sorry about it earlier... Just not used to talking to girls.". My heart began to beat fast, sweat started to roll down my back and as I gulped the viscid, watery fluid down my mouth, I said "Rick talks about you too. It's nice to finally meet you in person.". In Rick's mind, he wondered, "Now what is the worst that can happen by letting Kon and Sally meet?". This is where it all begins... To Be Continued
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