Chapter 11: Confession
I woke up with a start, realization dawning on me like called water.
Last night, I asked Mathew Roose to go out with me. What the heck, Wishlyn Marry Anderson! What the fuck is wrong with you??? No, wait. Nothing’s wrong with me! What I did is the right thing to do. This is my chance to finally get back at Matt and Kenichi for everything they did to me. This time, I’m going to show them that I’m not someone they can fool around as they wish.
Aaahhh, and my throat hurts. I wander if I’m going to catch flu.
Anyway, whether Matt accepts it or not, I’m going to do everything to be his girlfriend. I’m going to have my revenge. Plus, I’m not only doing this for myself, I’m also doing this for WiCom and the twins.
Speaking of which, I wander if I should let the twins know? In a way, they have the right to know since they’re involved too. Then again, I’m sure that if they find out they’ll make sure Matt leaves me alone; which is not good ’cause I won’t have my revenge then.
Worst case scenario, they’ll confront Kenichi himself; even though they’ve done everything to avoid him as much as they can. That bastard had put the twins in too much suffering to last a lifetime. They don’t need more.
This is going to be more complicated than I thought.
I gave out a heavy sigh, just as my phone vibrated in the bedside table.
“Hello?” I croaked.
“Wishing Well!!!” Answered the caller cheerfully. My heart skipped a beat. Speaking of the devil.
“H-Hey, Haru! Why’d you call? Is there a problem? I know I don’t, promise!” I answered rashly.
“Hey, yourself. I just called to check on you. Are you okay?”
“I’m okay! Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t be I okay?” I laughed forcefully, making my throat hurt more. Stupid Wish! Now they’ll know something is wrong.
“What’s going on, Wish? You don’t seem to be yourself. And what’s wrong with your voice?” Gah! The frown, the frown! Stupid Wish! Stupid, stupid Wish!
“N-Nothing! I-I just woke up, is all.” Another forced laughing.
“Well, I don’t believe you.”
“Let’s not talk about it, Haru. It’s nothing, really.”
“I don’t think it’s ‘nothing’, Wish. Now spit it out before I decide to get a vacation across the continent.”
That’s a bad idea. A very, very bad idea.
“Don’t be silly, Haru. What about WiCom? What about Jackson? You haven’t solved his case yet, right? Plus, Sora w–”
“Sora will readily agree. Both of us know that.” He cut bluntly. “Now, will you talk or will I start packing?”
I sighed. I really hate it when Haru starts acting like this. I like him better when he’s being immature.
“Haru, nothing is wrong!” I said in exasperation.
“Packing it is.” And he cut the call.
Oh, no. Oh, no. This is bad. This is really, really bad!
I immediately dialed Haru’s number in panic. With the tone he was using, I know he’ll really do what he said.
I almost cried when he didn’t answer my calls, and even turned off his phone on my fourth dial. So I turned to call Sora next.
“What?” Barked Sora, moodily. Oh, no. Haru must have woken him up.
“S-Sora this is Wish. I need to talk to Haru, please.” I sounded like I’m really going to cry. I have to stop them!
“Haru said you can talk when we see each other again in a few hours.” He answered more gently after a moment. “And he told me to turn off my phone so I can concentrate on packing. See you in a few hours, Wish.” Deadline.
I really cried then. They will really come. And when they do, the more I won’t be able to hide it from them. And my throat hurts so much.
I have no choice. I have to tell them something; maybe not everything but at least something that’ll convince them it’s not something serious.
I dialed our landline and, as expected, they didn’t pick up. So instead, I left a message on the answering machine. “I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you! Please stop packing! Please!” I cried, hoping that the crying and the desperation in my voice will convince them to at least listen to me. I can’t see them, not until I know what to do about this situation.
I waited patiently, albeit still crying, for them to call me back, since they really both turned off their phones.
Haru called me a few minutes later, I answered it on the first ring and was about to immediately start my explanation when he told me to stop crying and calm down first. “We won’t get anything you say if you’re in this condition.”
“’kay.” I sobbed, rubbing the tears in my eyes.
Calm down. Calm down.
I have to tell them about Matt, in case they try to ask Aunt Marry later; but not about Kenichi, or The Dark. I still need to think things through.
“You’ve calmed down?” Haru asked calmly.
“Yes.” I croaked.
“Remember Mathew Roose?”
“Your first love.” His voice was hard.
I blushed. “Y-Yeah.”
I had told them about Matt, a few months after we started living in the same apartment; about my feelings for him and the things he did to me. Let’s just say they didn’t like him after I finished. Who would, right?
“You saw him?”
“He had a party a week ago…” More like weeks. “and Aunt Marry made me go.” Tricked, actually. “I got into trouble with one of my schoolmates,” Bully. “and he saved me.” That is, if it wasn’t staged.
“Huh?” He asked skeptically. “This is the same Mathew Roose who used to bully you, right?”
“Yes.” I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I know it’s unbelievable.”
“Well, after that he told me that he’s sorry for everything he’s done to me before; and he wants to be friends. He wants to start all over again.”
“And you agreed?”
“Not immediately!” I defended.
“But still you agreed?”
“Y-Yeah, well, everyone deserves a second chance, right?”
“Last night he invited me to another party, and I found out that he doesn’t deserve it after all.” I sadly replied.
“What did he do?” There goes his protective tone again. “He didn’t try touching you inappropriately, did he?”
“No. And it’s not something I can’t manage without breaking down. I’m not what I’m used to be anymore.” I sighed. “I was just so frustrated with myself for believing that he could actually change.”
“Are you sure that’s all?”
“Yes.” I bit my lower lip. “You believe me, right?”
There were a few minutes of silence, as I nervously anticipated his answer. “Uh-huh.”
“Well, you seemed desperate for us not to go there. You can’t blame us for thinking that there’s more to it.”
“I-I just don’t want you to get into trouble!” I retorted.
“Well, for one, I know you and Sora will want to beat him up.” Especially Sora.
“Of course.” I sighed.
“And remember, I told you that there was a rumor that he’s a member of the local gang here.” I explained. “I don’t want to think about what might happen to you if y–”
“Fine, fine. I get it.”
“And like I said, I’m not what I’m used to be anymore. I’ll get over it in no time.”
“As long as he leaves you alone.”
“Oh, I’m sure he will.” Right. “So we’re good?”
I sighed in relief.
“If anything happens, call us. Anything, okay?”
“I’m sorry for over reacting earlier, Wish.”
“I’m sorry too. I overreacted myself.”
“Try not to think about him so much. He doesn’t deserve your time.”
“Wish, darling, are you awake? Breakfast is ready.” Called Aunt Marry behind the door.
“Yes, Auntie. I’ll be there in a sec.” I called back. Bad idea. My throat hurt.
“I have to go Haru, I’m really sorry. And tell Sora I’m sorry for waking him up.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m the one who woke him up anyway.” He chuckled. “Say ‘Hi’ to Aunt Marry for us.”
“And get some rest. Your voice doesn’t sound good news.”
“Yes, sir.” I smiled. “Bye.”
Whew. That went better than expected. I really thought it’ll take more than that to convince Haru. It’s always harder to convince him than Sora.
Well, as long as that’s over. I smiled happily as I left my room.
“Darling, were you talking to someone earlier?”
“Yes. Haru called to check on me.” Hmm. Chocolate flavored porridge. Haven’t had one in ages. Yum! But I don’t think this is good for my throat at the moment.
“What’s wrong with your voice?” She frowned.
“My throat sores a bit.” I grimaced.
“Then you can’t have this.” She took my breakfast away.
“It’ll get worse if you eat chocolate, and you’ll really catch flu. You hate getting sick, right?”
“It’s fine if you’re the one to take care of me.”
She just looked at me sternly.
“Can’t I have some and have a tea?” I pleaded. “Just one plate. I really wanna eat it.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.” She cooed. “But, no. I’m going to prepare a porridge and tea for you. Wait a bit.” I pouted. “By the way, Wish, did something happen last night? I thought you’re going to be late getting home?”
“And who was that, that drove you home? I don’t think it was Matt.”
“I’ll do that tea, Auntie.”
She just stared at me as I prepared the tea. “You know, if you have a fight with someone, it’s mature to be the one to apologize first.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Auntie.”
She just giggled. “So, what about Sora? Have you talked to him too?”
“Yeah.” Kinda. “They said ‘Hi’.”
She giggled. “I wish I can see them again. I really missed those boys.”
That’ll only happen if you visit us at the University, ’cause I’ll make sure they won’t be visiting us here anytime soon. I have to make sure.
“Are you sure about this, darling?” She asked worriedly as I fastened my sneakers by the front door. “Maybe you should just stay home for the day.”
“I’ll be okay, Auntie. Don’t worry.” I assured her. Gene will get into trouble if I don’t show up.
She sighed. “Just promise me that you’ll head straight home when you start feeling ill.”
“And bring this coat with you. Just in case.”
“Thanks.” I took my coat and kissed her as I head outside.
“Will do.” I waved at her.
“Your Aunt reminds me of my mom.” Gene smiled as I settled in the passenger’s seat of his car. “Coats in Summer?” He raised a brow at it.
I grinned. “She’s just worried I’ll catch flu.”
“You just have a sore throat.” He shook his head and started to drive away.
“I usually get it when I do.”
“You get flu when you have sore throat?” He looked at me unbelievingly.
“And vice versa.”
“I often get that.” I smiled cheekily at him.
He just shook his head.
“E-E-Eeeehhhh!!!” Was what Gene’s wife’s first word to me, complete with an overreacted panicked expression. Do I have something on my face for her to react like that so much? That was kinda rude, considering that we haven’t even been properly introduced yet. “Isn’t she…Isn’t she…” She added as she pointed at me, rudely. Sigh. I wonder if I’m going to be this immature when I get pregnant?
“Sweetheart, don’t be rude.” Gene playfully scolded his wife as he took her pointing hand to his. “Wish, this is my lovely wife Arimi. Sweetheart, this is the girl you’re jealous with, Wish.”
“Don’t tease me!” Growled Arimi at him. He just chuckled. “I’m so sorry. I really am so sorry.” She turned to me and took my hands to hers. “I just over react these days too much without even realizing it; and even making rush decisions. I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry!” She apologized sincerely, like she had done something really terrible to me. Well, like she said, she overreacts too much.
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t really mind.” I said honestly. If she apologize that much, I can’t not let it go right? “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Gene told me a lot about you.”
“I-It’s nice to meet you too!” She smiled. “Ah! Wait!” Her panicked face expression returned again. “I mean, I’m not sorry for earlier…eh! Uh…no, I am sorry for that too and this and–”
Her rant was interrupted with the sound of the front door opening.
“I’m here, Arimi.” Said a male voice, muffled by the walls of the living room. “I brought the cake you asked.”
Arimi stood still and just stared at the door of the living room we just entered. As if dreading for whoever had just arrived.
“Arimi, don’t tell me–!” Gene begun, matching Arimi’s panicked expression.
“But I didn’t know it was her!” She said, looking like she wants to cry. “I thought you were lying to me, so I invited him to teach you a lesson!”
What’s going on here?
“Arimi, sweetheart, you know I’ll never do that to you. I hide things, sometimes, but I never lie.” Gene sighed sadly.
“That’s why I said I’m sorry.” She cried.
“Um...What’s going on?” I asked them confusedly. Did they forget that they’ll have someone over today? Another guest I’m not supposed to meet?
“Neh! Arimi, Gene, do you have a guest today?” Said the muffled voice again. I turned to look at the door with wide eyes myself, somehow anticipating its owner as it grew closer. The voice sounded familiar. “The new coat in the stand reminded me of the one at Wish’s…” Our eyes locked as he appeared by the door. It was obvious that he didn’t know I’ll be here as well. He almost dropped the cake he was holding. “…house.”
“I’m sorry, Wish! I’m sorry, Matt!” Arimi apologized again, bowing her head this time. “I really didn’t know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“Roose.” I said in a monotone.
“Anderson.” Matt said in the same tone. Although his eyes weren’t hard like mine; if I say so honestly, they were gentle.
We just stared at each other for God knows how long, pushing Arimi’s apologies in the background; that is, until Gene coughed loudly.
“What’s done is done.” Said Gene, trying to calm Arimi. “Since you two are already here, let’s just eat lunch together. Arimi did prepare lunch for four, right?” He smiled at her lovingly.
“B-But…” She sobbed, and Gene just kissed her forehead.
“But first, let’s make them talk in private. As it is, the food will taste bad.” He said as he gently guided Arimi towards the door, taking the Cake from Matt along the way. “And like I always tell you, ‘Everything happens for a reason; and it’s always for the best.’”
“They’ll be fine. How about you prepare tea for Wish’s sore throat? She’ll really appreciate that.” Gene closed the door as they left; leaving me and Matt standing awkwardly and looking everywhere but at each other.
Wait! Wait! Wait! Why am I getting awkward around him? I’m not the one at fault here! He is!
“About last night–” I started, but he was fast to interrupt.
“Let’s go out.” He said seriously.
“Let’s have a relationship, a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship.”
I just blinked at him. Did he really just say what I thought he did? Seriously? These guys sure don’t make it hard for me to convince them today. Is it my lucky day? Is my star aligned with the right planets and other heavenly bodies? Well anyway, whether Matt agrees to my proposal or not, I’m still going to make him agree.
“But before that, I want to make something clear…” He looked at me straight in the eyes, “to you, this relationship may just be a way to prove something; but I’m going to take it seriously. I don’t care what you think of me now, but as long as we’re together, I’m going to make sure you’re going to fall in love with me.”
“Excuse me?” I looked at him incredulously. What the hell is he talking about? Who does he think he is, suddenly spouting nonsense? “What in the–”
“And I’m going to tell you something you’re not going to believe, but you have to because it’s the truth…” He suddenly grabbed my arms and holding me in place.
“W-What are you doing?” I tried to get away from him, panicking with the little space he made between us; he looked at me intensely like I’m going to disappear if he doesn’t.
“I’m in love with you.”
“I’m in love with you from the moment I first saw you seven years ago.”
“I know it’s unheard of after all the things I did, but it’s the truth. And now that you’ve given me this chance, I’m going to do my best to redeem myself and make you fall in love with me; the way you made me fall in love with you.”
What the hell was that? Where the hell did that come from? He’s fucking kidding, right? It has to be a sick joke, right? A JOKE!!! Aaaahhhhh…now I’m feeling sick myself!!!
I really don’t know what to make of this sudden, so, so sudden confession that I almost didn’t notice that he had loosened his hold and was getting closer and closer.
“W-What do you think you’re doing, you pervert!” I growled angrily as I hit his head with my bag. Hard.
“But, Wiwi, I want to share our first kiss now.” He pouted, not at all affected with my bag. “I deserve a kiss after that confession, right?”
“The hell you do!!!” I growled. Stepping back away from the creep, as he tried to step closer to me again. “And what the hell is ‘Wiwi’?”
“It’s because you let everyone call you ‘Wish’...” He continued pouting. “I know you’ll let me call you by your first name now since I’m already your boyfriend, but I don’t like that ’cause I’ll be like just another friend.” He explained happily. “I want to call you a name that I’m the only one allowed to. And ‘Wiwi’ is just the thing, neh Wiwi? You can give me a private nickname too…what about Matty? Wait, I think some at the TD already call me that…hmmm…what abou–”
Before he can finish, I stopped his tirade by slapping him across his face.
“What part of ‘you can’t mess with me anymore’ you can’t understand?” I shouted, eyes blurring with tears due to the impact it had to my throat. “You think I was joking with what I said last night? I’m fucking serious, Roose!”
“I am serious too.” He said calmly.
“And you think I’ll believe that?” I glared. “I get it that you were lying to me from the start; you don’t need to make up more lies! You didn’t need to do anything but just agree to go out with me!”
“I am not making them up! I–”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I don’t wanna hear it!” I covered my ears as I sat on my feet; feeling tears in my face.
How can he say those things to me like that; to me who had been in love with him for years? How can he say those things to me like they’re nothing? Does he really think that claiming those feelings will change anything? Does he really think I’m gullible? I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!
But I hate myself more; for a moment there, I really believed that he can really have those feelings for me. What a joke, as if that’ll ever happen.
I cried to myself for some minutes before I heard him sigh beside me. “I promise I won’t ever mention it again.”
What the–! So he was really just lying after all! This git! If he was just going to regret lying, he shouldn’t have in the first place! Lying jackass! Gaahhh! He makes me so angry!
I wiped my eyes dry and glared at him!
“I’m still going to be your girlfriend.” I said, still glaring at him.
“Y-Yeah…” He looked away as he answered; and was he blushing? Nah.
“We’re gonna be a couple in every way; but I’m never gonna fall in love with you.”
“Right.” He smiled at me, somehow sadly. “Come on, they’re waiting for us.” He stood up and offered me his hand.
As I slowly got up with his help, I knew that change is coming to my life; and whether I’m prepared for it or not, I will have no choice but to go with the flow.