23. In mysterious ways

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I reproduce my angry steps, this time on the way to Dani's apartment. The way I should have taken since the beginning. The way which could have avoided this entire situation.

I can't believe them.

I feel my blood traveling through my veins, and it doesn't matter how fast the flow is, I feel it cold.

They are manipulating me, how could they assume they can decide with who I go out or not?

Who the hell they think they are?

I'm not interested in going out with Steve, yet it is up to me to decide it, and the way they approach me just makes me want to prove my point.

And I know I will find a way to prove it.

My brain works in mysterious ways, but I know it will come up with something to make them regret it.

It's already Monday and I'm running late to go to college because my anger is distracting me.

I change clothes several times, nothing is good enough, even for breakfast.

I'm just angry.

I still couldn't get over the fact that Andrew performed his game on me, using sex, again!

I don't really know my classmates on Monday classes, so I basically spend my day alone.

Well not really alone, the smoke leaking off my brain is so dense it could materialize itself in a person. It accompanied me all day long.

Yes, I have this type of character, the one who can't forget something easily. The one that keeps thinking and rethinking to then think again about the very same thing.

I can't control it.

I shake this off, it is not healthy being this mad. I have to do something about it instead of concentrating all my thoughts on it.

More action, less distraction.

I go back home by the end of the day and find a couldn't-be-smiling-wilder Dani.

"Hey, what did you smile like that?" She is smiling in such an honest way it makes me smile back at her.

"Nothing in particular, just feeling happy." She says grinning.

"Is this about your dat-" I stop talking and observe her.

Ok, I almost didn't spend time at home last weekend, but, weirdly, I haven't seen Dani at all. "Have you spent the whole weekend with your date?"

"Yeah", she said sheepishly, containing a smile now.

"Seriously? You spend the whole weekend with the same guy?"

"Yeah Kels", she responds annoyed now.

I'm grinning, oh she is in so much trouble.

"Hum, interesting," I state, tapping my finger against my mouth.

"Why?"

"Have you realized you have never spent an entire weekend with the same guy?"

"Uhm, well, I probably did, you are just not remembering it." She replies as it is not something new, as she just wants to drop it and change to another subject.

"No, you didn't."

She watches me for a moment, studying, and then wilds her eyes at me.

I perceive her breath being uneven. She is starting to look desperate.

"Hey, it is not a bad thing. Calm down."

"Calm down? You are terrifying me here."

"What's the problem? You had fun it is all that matters."

"No, don't you see it? It is a big thing for me I don't even know how to continue this now." She said walking around our living room. "Why are you smiling Kelsey?"

"Oh, you are in so much trouble."

"I should stop seeing him", she said biting her nails, "Yeah, I will stop seeing him, this thing is going too fast."

"Don't!" I tell almost as a command; can't she see how ridiculous it is?

"Just let things go naturally and enjoy it, nothing you don't want to happen will happen". I assure her.

I know her, I have to distract her. So, I pull her to the couch with me and set 'Friends' on Netflix. It starts the episode of Phoebe's grandma's funeral when Phoebe uses 3D glasses to entertain it.

As uncanny as it sounds, it is one of her favorite episodes. I could never forget whence she asked me to use the same glasses at her own funeral. Because it is 'so unusual' and I could do a special effect using the 3D, representing her as she stills alive and moving in the direction of people watching it.

I know she is crazy. She still is my bestie though, and even if she made me promised her I would do it, she will never know I won't.

It is curious how things are different between us, I sense how worry she is because it could get serious between them, and she never gets serious. I don't even know why.

I just wish I could analyze her as she does to me, to understand the real reasons for her behavior. Why she is so frightened.

She never dates or gets to really know someone. She never seeks it. She always narrates to me she plans to spend the entire college experience single, start her carrier first, be successful, and then she would start to look for someone.

Because once she finds him they will spend the rest of their life together, and according to her it is already too much.

The good thing is by the end of the fourth episode she seems to have calmed down.

Although on Wednesday night I found her sitting on the couch, biting her nails, stressed again.

The reality is she is freaking out. She won't talk too much about it, as I start being worry.

She said he hasn't called or texted and it is the first time she even acknowledges it. She has never cared before, and I can feel how much this simple fact is messing with her head.

I don't really know how to assist her, so I try to calm her down again until she sleeps.

I just apprehended how she is anxious about it, because she slept at 10 pm, which she never does, meaning she probably didn't sleep at all last night.

She did seem very tired.

Men, why they exist again?

Because if it is just to conceived, well they have invented artificial insemination nowadays.

We should get over them by now.

You still need them to do the insemination Kels, who will donate the little 'tadpoles'?

Damn.

I'm still so pissed with my brother, Liam, and Andrew. I haven't visited them once this week, I just can't see them.

Liam has texted me, I haven't replied to him.

In a heated moment, I decided to call Brandon back. I'm frustrated with all men in my life and for some unknown reason, it drives me to him.

"Hey", he greets me happily, I know he is smiling just by the way he pronounces it.

"Hi Brandon", I greet him back, apprehending I have called him in a heated moment, and I have no idea what to talk about.

"How are you Kels?", he asks me seriously.

"I'm fine, you?", I respond honestly, hearing the disappointing sign he let escape through the phone.

"I'm fine, it is being long, I honestly miss you Kels", he firstly confuses me with his statement. But I understand it, hearing his voice again I realized I miss him too.

"Me too Brandon", I answer back, because I do.

I miss how easy-going he is, our conversations, how he always makes me laugh, and I missed it because I know it will never be the same again, we will never be the same again.

In the most Brandon way he succeeds to turn our conversation into something humorous, we talked about classes and everything that has happened since we are apart. He can transform something boring into something extremely funny. I laugh so much my stomach hurts.

It feels so easy talking to him, it always was. No complication. It is simple.

I tell him about Dani and the guy she is seeing and how he has affected her. He seems surprised. Well, we all are, she has never fallen for anyone.

He sees how worried I am about her, convincing me there is nothing I could do, just be there for her, and maybe take her out to cheer her up.

I resolved to take her out for drinks on Friday night since she has classes tomorrow night.

By the end of the call, I'm feeling so much better. The anger has been drastically reduced in exponential decay proportions.

The following day I'm home after classes, with an internal discussion of what I should eat for dinner when I hear a knock on my door at 8 pm sharp.

I open the door to find Andrew, who keeps staring at me, with his eager eyes, saying 'Hi' at the exact moment my right hand tries to push the door to close on his face.

Not fast or strong enough though.

He halts my movement with his hand and feet.

He keeps the door open, saying nothing, just staring at me, annoyed.

"What are you even doing here?" I asked him, angrily.

"We have agreed on meeting today, I even bought sushi, Charles told me is your favorite." He responds, he is serious, he doesn't have that amused look on his face, neither his usual smirk.

Damn, I was considering ordering a sushi delivery. I glance at his hands, I really want this sushi, maybe I could steal it and close the door on him fast after?

I turn my gaze to his other hand then, recognizing the shining thing he is carrying that just sparks an idea in my brain.

I just figured exactly how I will do my revenge on him, and it includes the handcuffs he is holding.


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