She insisted on winding down the windows. Said she felt free with the wind in her hair. She indeed wasn't the bitch i thought she'd be. Sure, she was not much of a looker, but now i understood why everyone seemed to feel comfortable with her, and liked her. Her character was amazing! Not to mention an amazing smile...Lost in my own thoughts, i didn't realize she was talking to me.
"Hello? Earth to Thomas? You alright there? We just missed our turn, darling." She flashed that grin of hers again.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry.. I'm so - "
"Don't be sorry. We have time, besides, i'm enjoying this!"
I grinned at her. She was so easy to talk to, very unlike other girls. She looked at me, and started singing the song that just came on the radio. It was "Marry You" by Bruno Mars. I felt my face reddening and prayed it wasn't obvious. She smiled and turned to look out the window.
"So, do you have a girlfriend, or any past ones?" She playfully asked.
"No, not right now, but i had one past one."
"Oh, why'd you leave her? Or why'd she leave you? Couldn't stand you missing turns?"
"Haha. Well, I don't really know. Maybe i wasn't good enough for her. But we grew further apart. I tried to make it work, but i guess I was never good enough for her, and it takes two hands to clap. So she left me, after 4 years of being together, oh and after that, she said i never loved her enough, but i was good on bed. And that i lavished her with gifts. Said that was all i was good for. It might sound gay, but for months, my mind didn't function properly." Until now, i thought.
Her face was creased with concern as she whispered "I'm sorry, that was so unfeeling of me to ask, and that was very evil of her. I do hope you're alright."
I told her there was nothing to worry about, that i am fine, since 4 hours ago, though i didn't tell her that. We watched the sunrise at East Coast and i sent her home, with a twinge of reluctance.
After i reached home, I charged my phone and turned it on. I had a text.
"Hey, hope you got home safe. Thanks for the wonderful night (and day) Have a good rest and buzz me when you feel like it, okay? This is Shalania, by the way."
"Hello, I just got home (: Thanks for being with someone like me for the whole night. Hope your friends wouldn't give you a hard time. Nights. Call you when I get up."
"Haha. I don't care what they say. I've got a mind of my own. Looking forward to your call. ((: NIGHTS! (well, technically, it's morning.)"
It had been so long since i last genuinely smiled. I guess she had a way with people. One thing i didn't understand was, even though she seemed to have told me quite a lot, how could someone like her, have parents like that? What was her past like? Why was she afraid to really open up? What was the facade for? I wanted to know all about it. And i would, in time to come.
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