“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” I comment nervously to Sadie. “This is crazy.”
Sadie rolls her eyes. There are very few times when I’m nervous. This just so happens to be one of those times.
“You’re going to be fine. All you have to do is ask her.”
As if it was that easy. I want to snort. What if Kai was with her? What if she called Kai afterward, warning him? What if she thought we got into an argument over something stupid? What if--
Okay, I’m really overthinking this. For all I know, it won’t be that bad. She might answer my questions easily. It could go really well. Once again, I’m probably just catastrophizing. I mean, it’s a well-known fact that I do that.
“Oh for god’s sake, this woman is going to think we are spying on her house if we stand here any longer,” Sadie snaps. Her words cause me to inhale sharply. I don’t want to come across as a weird stalker...that might be even worse. Imagine what Kai would think if she reported that back to him. He would definitely stay away from me.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go.” Somehow, I manage to move a step forward. Michelle’s house looks nice and cozy.
Taking a deep breath, I raise my hand and knock on the door, lightly. Nothing happens for a few moments--nobody answers. I’m just about to leave when I voice sounds from the other side of the door, telling me to wait. I recognize the voice--it’s Michelle.
Michelle swings the door open, wearing nothing but her towel. I resist the urge to raise an eyebrow at her. I don’t think I have the body confidence to walk out of my house looking just like that. Well, not in front of a stranger.
She doesn’t seem shocked by my arrival at all. Instead, she smirks like she knows something nobody else does. I’m not going to lie, it’s unnerving. Especially since I was so nervous to come here.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Miss Blondie.” She grins, showing off her pearly white teeth. Her eyes dance with amusement whilst her body language tells me she is calm. “I thought you might come around.”
That draws my eyebrows together. I certainly didn’t think that. How could she possibly know? Oh wait, Kai would have told her. The very thought unsettles me as it means Kai must have been talking about me with Michelle. What would he have said? That I was a waste of time? That I was some childish little girl who played with hearts?
Bile rises up in my throat.
That is not what I wanted.
I can’t look Michelle in the eye, afraid of what she heard. There is no way I will be able to look her in the eye ever again.
“W-what?” I manage to stutter out. I clear my throat, realizing how pathetic I sound and stare at the bridge between her eyes.
“You heard me,” She replies, smoothly. It’s at this moment I notice that her hair is dripping wet. She must have had a shower a few minutes ago. “He’s not here if that’s what you’re wondering.”
Can this girl read my mind? This is some creepy voodoo.
“I’m not here for that,” I mutter. “I’m here to ask you for something.”
“You want my help,” She states, matter-of-factly before I have the chance to elaborate.
“There’s no need to waste any more time,” She cuts me off, flicking her hand. “Come inside.”
Michelle doesn’t leave me any time to object. She’s already walking back into her house, leaving me by the door. Inhaling an anxious breath, I step my foot inside and follow her.
It’s only later I realize I left Sadie outside.
After inviting me inside, Michelle excuses her self for a few moments, whilst she changes into more appropriate attire. Awkwardly--because I’m an awkward person-I sit at the edge of her sofa and examine her living room. It’s a very tidy room, with a few expensive looking artifacts. This room reminds me of my grandmother’s living room.
A few minutes later, Michelle waltzes in, wearing sweat pants and an extra large top. Well, I assume it’s an extra large top since it’s practically swallowing her body. I used to wear that when I was going through my break up with Micheal. It was a horrible time.
Michelle plants herself on the lone seat close to the window and stares at me through her long fake lashes. Feeling uncomfortable, I shuffle around in my seat, hoping to ease her burning gaze. I probably look like I’ve got an itchy butt.
“So,” She eventually says, breaking the silence. “What happened between you and Kai?”
“Honestly, I don’t even know anymore,” I reply, sounding exhausted. “We got into an argument about something silly and now he won’t talk to me. Every time I think about it, I think about how stupid it was. I think there’s something else. I think there’s more to it.”
Michelle furrows her elegant eyebrows together, “More to what? What exactly happened between you two?”
Taking a deep breath, I start to tell her everything that happened. Starting from the very beginning, when I first met Kai to the cafe, where Kai told me to figure out my feelings. I can still remember the conversation clearly.
“Why do you keep running away from me, Ren? One minute you’re screaming at me, telling me to admit how I feel. And now that I have, you’re running. You say I’m confusing but by god, you’re worse.”
I know Kai, I know I am. I just don’t want to get hurt again.
“I think instead of telling me to make up my mind, I need to tell you.”
If only he could see that I did. I told him in the cafe I liked him, so why does he believe I didn’t? This whole thing is just getting ridiculous. It makes me furious.
“Well,” Michelle utters when I’ve finished, staring directly into my eyes. “I can see you are both insecure.”
There’s no point denying it. I know I am.
“But what do I do?” I ask her, the desperation leaking into my voice. “I...I really like him...I’m just afraid of being hurt again.”
Michelle releases a breath. Her eyes float over to the fireplace, where photos are hung over it. I follow her gaze and instantly latch onto the photo of Kai. He’s not the only one in the photo--a little blonde haired girl is sat on his shoulders, giving a toothy grin. There are a few similarities between the two of them. They must be related to each other in some way.
When I glance back at Michelle, I see sadness swirling in her eyes.
“Who is that Kai is with?” I quietly ask, drifting my eyes back to the photo. They both seem very happy, especially Kai. There is a lot of love in his eyes for the young girl. Whoever the young girl is, she must be very special to Kai. I’ve never seen him look like that.
When I turn back to Michelle, I gasp in shock. Tears fall down her pretty face, onto her lap. I didn’t expect her to cry. Oh no. I’m not good at dealing with people who cry? What did I say wrong?
“Michelle?” I gently call her, swallowing my panic down.
She snaps her head to me and gives me a sad smile. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she sniffles and adjusts her position on the seat. “That’s my daughter, Rose.”
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. I did not expect that answer. I thought it was her sister or something. Now that I know, I can easily see the distinct similarities between them. Both of them have beautiful, light blonde hair and bright, blue eyes. Rose has a small button nose, like Michelle and soft features. The resemblance is uncanny.
“Where is she?” I query, searching the room for any sign of the young girl’s existence.
Her next words leave me cold.
I am so so so sorry for not updating this story in such a long time. I have been working on this chapter for weeks. I'm still not 100% happy with this and I have no idea what direction this story is now heading in but I'm excited. My original plan when I started this story has pretty much disappeared. Lol.
Anyways, sorry about the delay. I have no idea when I will next update.