When I'm with you

Chapter 13

When I woke up, I quickly checked my phone and saw 3 missed calls and a message from Anne but nothing from Paul. I wondered what was wrong with him. He was busy, I understood that, but he could've at least sent me a message to let me know what he was doing.

I went downstairs for breakfast. Mom served me an egg sandwhich. I didn't know if it just wasn't tasty enough or I just really didn't have an appetite. I was still bothered about Paul. It was the first time for him not to contact me for so long. He always sent me a morning message, afternoon message, evening message and goodnight message. But now, he had sent me none, not even one.

I was scrolling and staring at my phone, when suddenly someone sent me a message. I perked up, thinking it was Paul, but it was just from Lara. I tapped and read the message, and almost dropped my phone from what I saw.

'I saw Paul last night on my way home and she was with another girl.' Then a photo of him with some blonde girl dressed in super short dress. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder with their faces like 1mm away.

I stiffened, staring straight ahead out of shock, trying to digest what I had just seen. Was that real? Was it the reason why he wasn't answering any of my calls? Was it the reason why he didn't watch the competition?

I was frustrated and all, so without thinking I hurriedly drove to Paul's house. I needed an explanation from him about the photo and I wanted to know why he was avoiding me.

When I got in front of his house, all of the courage that I had when I left home vanished. I was trembling now, I felt like I wanted to run away. I was afraid to know the truth. What if it was true that he had another girl? I didn't know what I would do. I was about to back out but a voice inside me told me to keep going.

I took a deep breath and gathered up all of my courage. Then I got out of the car and rang the door bell. As I was waiting outside, I found it hard to breathe. My knees were shaking, I wanted to get out of there. Then Paul opened the door, looking like he had just gotten out of bed: his hair was a total mess and he was dressed in pajamas.

"Oh, hey! What are you doing here? I mean, come inside."

When we got inside, Paul excused himself and rushed to go to his room, maybe to fix himself up a bit. I sat down on the couch and waited. I felt nauseous, and I couldn't stay still. I tried to inhale and exhale to calm myself but it was futile. When he came back, he was wearing his normal clothes. I was still feeling nauseous.

"So, what brought you here?" He asked. I tried to look as normal as I could like nothing happened. Kind of hard to do when you're about to ask your boyfriend if he's cheating on you. I decided to go slow and ask an easy question first.

"I was just wondering why you didn't watch my race and why were you not answering your phone."

I saw him stiffen a little.

"I told you I had somewhere to go. I was busy the whole day so I didn't have time to answer your call."

"Busy with what?" I yelped. I couldn't help it, my voice raised a little.

"I told you I went to somewhere. What's wrong with you? Is there a problem?"

I wanted to yell at him and say 'Yeah, there is and it's you!' But my mind told me to stay calm.

"So, where is that somewhere?" As soon as I asked that his expression changed, he looked nervous.

"Hey, what's your point asking these questions?" This time he looked pissed.

"I just wanted to know since I'm your girlfriend. I've been calling and calling you for a million times and you didn't answer at least one, you didn't even sent me a message. Now you're asking what my point is? You! What's your problem with telling me about your stupid business yesterday, anyway?" I snapped, I couldn't stay calm anymore.