XVIII. She’s Out of My Life
James was seated in the patio outside his home.
He was looking from afar, Allie was meanwhile, was on the front of her laptop pouring over her work.
James’s thoughts were filled with the episode a week ago.
Illian kissing Devon.
No matter how many times he tried to shake the images off, it keeps coming back. And he is seriously getting irritated. Right after James’s and Devon’s conversation, he drove off in fury. He cannot tell why he was so angry. That makes him even more frustrated. He knows that Allie is feeling his frustration. She tried to be calm and tried to take it lightly.
Last night he had another dream.
This time he remembered it clearly.
Devon and James were swimming together, he was trying to teach her how to swim.
Instead, she succeeded in almost drowning him because she kept on grabbing his hair.
She was doing this while they were swimming around the pool, with her clinging on his neck.
They kept on moving back and forth.
When he woke up, he thought that the dream was real since he was feeling muscle pains all over his arms and legs.
Was it just a dream, James thought.
The dreams looked so real and so true, that he honestly thought that they were no longer just dreams.
James leaned back on the chair.
His Iphone was playing Angel by Jack Johnson loudly.
His fascination with his music has completely taken him by surprise.
The song ended, he grabbed his phone, intending to play it again. Allie looked at James, clearly irritated.
“Don’t tell me you’ll be playing that song again?” Allie asked, with a trace of sarcasm in her voice.
James did not say anything, instead, he just hit the play button.
Allie grabbed the phone from his hand and turned the song off.
“If you will be listening to that song again, use earphones,” Allie retorted. “You’ve been listening to that for an entire hour and for the entire week. It’s getting on my nerves already.”
“What’s wrong with you,” James reacted. “It’s just a song.”
Allie stood up andturned her laptop off. She collected her things and prepared to leave. James stood up and followed her.
“Where are you going?” James asked, walking behind her.
“I’m going home. Obviously, my presence here is not important,” Allie said walking towards the door.
James grabbed her arm. “What do you mean? I’m not saying anything against you.”
Allie shook her head. “You’ve been ignoring me for the last few weeks. You are always occupied with something else, you forget about me.”
James looked at Allie. He was never conscious of that. He has always been with Allie. “What do you mean by ignoring you? I’m always with you.”
“That’s the problem James,” Allie said in frustration. “We’re always together, but you were never really with me.”
Allie turned and walked away, leaving a befuddled and more frustrated James.
