MY OBSESSION

Ch-7 Friends?

A few days later

RYAN:

I was awoken by the loud noise of my ringtone.
I loudly yawned turning my head at the phone with half closed eyes.
I lazily picked up the call without seeing who it was from.

A loud cheerful voice attacked me through the phone,

"DUDEEE!! IT'S FUCKING CHRISTMAS TODAY! LET'S HANGOUT TOGETHER!! I ALREADY HAVE MY WHOLEEE GANG WITH MEEE!! GET READY AND COME IN FRONT OF C.D MALL,
RIGHT NOW WE'RE WAITING, COME IN 30 MINS OR YOU'RE DEAD! "

Before my half awake self could understand a shit the call was cut.
I rubbed my eyes then sat there lifeless for a minute, then gasped out loud!
OH FUCK, THAT WAS JAKE!
HE'S GONNA KILL ME IF I DON'T GO THERE IN 30 MINUTES.

I ran around the house in a rush only wasting my time then gasped aloud again, 'OH !' then I ran to the bathroom.
I quickly freshened up and ran to my closet.

I wore a black full shirt with a pair of denim jeans.
I skipped brushing my hair as I was in a rush.

I quickly took my car keys and headed down.

After 15minutes I reached at the C.D mall. A bunch of guys giving me angry glares, I gulped nervously as I quietly come out my car...

"u-uh, H-Hello there guys? "

As I said that they showered me with a ocean of slangs and cursings!

"uuhh, sorry? I was sleeping as it was my day off" I gave a nervous chuckle.

They cooled down a bit but their glares stayed.

And then we planned to go to the movies.

After 17mins we reach to the movies.

Everybody took their seats. I took my seat swiftly at the corner, Jack sat beside me and I didn't care where the others sat and how.

Then the movie started.
Everyone found it amusing but it was boring for me.

I was rolling my eyes around the theatre trying to find something or someone who'd be amusing for me.

Ugh I missed Fiona, her doe eyes and sweet voice.
I'm craving her look right now.

"Umn, Excuse me" I said getting up

"Where to? " Jack asked,
"Washroom " I replied.

I walked out the theatre and went down to the parking lot as smoking wasn't allowed in the cinemas.

I took out a cigarette and lit it up.

I sighed tired of my life, taking in the smoke coming from the thing which hurts but also heals.

I took in the smoke and soon let it out.
I sighed thinking about my past, tears came to my eyes.
I hardened myself , depending on the cigarette to not cry.

I walked out the parking lot as the cigarette was half its life. Then I walked small circles around the theatre area.

I want to see Fiona...
She's the one who can cheer me up with just her presence around me.

I looked around me hoping to find her somewhere.
Then sudden realization hit me, 'Was I going too crazy over her? Again.. This thing's happening again... Oh no-'

I took deep breaths as my cigarette was out, it was over as I fiercely threw it on the ground and smashed it with my foot.

I ruffled my hair in frustration or more like trauma of the past that surrounds me...