Chapter 12- Not A Lazy Day

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I quickly got ready and picked my IPod up and placed it in my pocket as I inserted the ear buds. I walked down the stairs in an easy pace when I once again I was interrupted by the jerk.

“Wow you look hot in that gear.”

I just pretended like I didn't hear him and carried going down but in much faster pace so I could get away from him. Next thing I know I felt him grip my arm and twirled me around to face him. Anger pulsed through my body and I stamped on his foot hard, he yelped in pain. “Next time think twice before you touch me, JERK.” I glared at him as he jumped up and down in the same spot. I turned around and made my way down once again when I heard him growl, “You’re paying for this bitch.” Once again I ignored him and tried not letting him ruin my mood even more.

I cranked the music up and started running. I didn't know where I was going because my mind was occupied by only thing or shall I say someone. Yes!! The only 'someone' on my mind was Chris!

Chris! Chris! Chris!

Argh!! I just don't want to think about him, I have come out to distract myself not think about him. I tried to shut my mind down and focus on where I was running to. When I realised I came too far from the apartment. I groaned to myself for my stupidity, well it's truly Chris's fault for making his way into my head. Yep this is all Chris's fault. Maybe if he messaged me I would not be in this situation right now. I honestly have started to hate Chris! But in the back of my mind I questioned myself 'Have I really started to hate him? Or am I falling deeper?'

I stopped by the next shop I saw and got myself a drink and a snack, to give me some energy to go back all the way which I didn't feel like cause my legs were aching due to all the running I did. I cursed myself for thinking of going running just to distract myself, I'm sure If I just stayed at home and watched a movie or something would have been better than this. I started to walk my way back when I heard a car horn right next to me which caused me to jump away and yelp. I looked towards the source and saw Sally in a taxi.

“What are you doing at this part of the town?” She asked with a confused expression

“You don't want to know,” I mumbled and walked towards the taxi and got in.

Throughout the journey we didn't say a word to each other. Sally was the type not to talk about personal stuff in front of stranger (aka the taxi driver) she believes that its a stupid thing to do cause we might not even know they could be stalkers, murderers and we may be feeding them our situation and details of our personal lives. Honestly I was happy with the silence and more happy with the fact that I didn't have to walk or run back to the apartment.

As soon as we go in to our apartment, Sally started to bombarded me with questions. “Why were you that far from the apartment? You look awful what's wrong? Are you doing something illegal I need to know about?”

I cut her off before she started to ramble about things I don't even want to consider, “If you shush up maybe I would tell you.”

“Right, I'm all ears.” She nodded with concern

“First I need a cup of coffee, you want some?” I asked her as I made my way to the kitchen

“Yes please.” I heard her say.

After making coffee I settled down on the sofa and started to spill all the beans. Sally looked at me with are-you- fucking-kidding-me expression, “ It's so obvious you message Chris.”

I looked at her shocked. “W-why me?” I asked.

“Well you are going crazy here cause he hasn't messaged you for I don't know how long.”

“I don't think so, if he wants to talk to me he can message me first,” I said annoyed with her suggestion. That part was true I wanted him to message me first, I believe in fairy-tale which means I obviously believe in the rule of; men should always make the first move. I know we live in the modern world where everything is equal for men and women but I’m sure it’s not a crime for him to make a move.

 “You are such a coward.” She slapped me on the back of my head.

“Ouch.” I held my head from the back where she slapped me. “Excuse me I am not a coward.” I replied back annoyed.

“Yes Myra, you are a coward.” She stated.

“I am not!”

“Fine prove it. I’m sure you can message Chris.” Sally stated smugly. 

I narrowed my eyes at her “No way! I have some principles and one of them is let the guy make the first move' plus I started the chat with him last time,” I said frustrated.

“Ah-ha you're a coward.” Taunted Sally

“No I am not.” I yelled as I pulled on to my hair frustrated with this conversation already.

“If you say so.” Sang Sally.

“Argh, you know what!? I am going to message Chris right now in front of your face JUST to show you I am not a coward.” I shrieked as I fled to my room.

I got my laptop and logged on to the profile to see a message waiting in my inbox from Chris which caused my heart to skip a beat.

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