20 Days In His Bedroom

Chapter Fifty seven

I don't really understand what Kyle wants from me. Does he want me or not? It doesn't make so much difference for me. I no longer care for him anyway. Do I?

I don't know what I am going to do if I go to this job again and see him. No way. But I actually want to see him. I don't know. I still love him. I want to cry. I have to be stronger than that. I always thought of the day I break up, I thought I would be heartless. I don't pay attention to whoever rejects me.

I want to breathe some fresh air. It's awful here.

I sit in front of our door step facing the clear blue sky wondering if Kyle really loves me or not.

"God please tell me. God please make me forget him." I say out loud, looking to the sky.

"God please don't answer her." I hear, quickly looking down and finding Kyle. What an embarrassing situation! I should expect him anytime then. Next time I think I will see him while peeing. But he heard me oh.

I just shake my head no. I don't know what to say. It's so awkward.

"Do you ask God to make you forget me? I ask Him everyday to keep me in your heart." He comes closer to me.

"Stay away." I moan.

"I can't." He whispers.

"What do you want?" I say in a low voice.

"You." He says and leans down to kiss me but I jerk away.

"Don't dare kiss me again." I scowl.

"I'm sorry." He raises his hands up, as if apologizing. He can't just kiss me whenever he wants plus mom or dad could come and see us.

"Kyle, I don't want you in my life." I lie. "You know why? Because all of what you said that day was true. You are not good enough for me." I don't know what I am saying. I have mixed feelings. I want to hurt him but I love him at the same time.

"Stop lying. Your eyes say everything. Twyla, you love me." He locks my eyes with his.

"What makes you so sure?" I scoff.

"I told you. Your eyes." He says, without taking his eyes away from mine.

"Okay, fine." I stand up and head to the door.

"I haven't finished yet." He grabs by my arm.

"Kyle, it's enough. You hurt me that day." I breathe. "You don't want me. Go find another girl or maybe never try to love again." I say and try to remove his hand.

"Your love hurts." I say, slowly and close my eyes.

"I can't leave you. I tried but failed."

"It's your problem. You are so selfish. You easily told me bad things. Even told me about your past and that you will be better away from me. You didn't care about what this might make me feel. But now when you failed, you're searching for me. No, Kyle. I'm sorry to tell you, I am no longer available. Please stay away." I squirm.

I get into the house and left him. My heart aches. I hate myself. I hate him. I hate everything. Dad always taught me to love my life and to be thankful for everything in my life but it doesn't work now.

"Twyla." Mom calls out.

"Yeah." I sigh.

"Who was outside?"

"Kyle." I have no intention now to lie.

"What did he want?" She questions.

"I don't know. Seriously I don't know. He said he failed to forget me. But he tried though." A tear escapes from my cheek. I hate being weak.

"Love is so hard mom." I throw myself in her cuddle and she tightens her hug. I need her. She was right when she didn't like me staying with him alone.

"Don't worry." She mutters.

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I thought twice before finally deciding to go to that volunteering job. Will he come?

"Hello." I greet Sabrina.

"Hey, girl. You're 15 minutes late. Are you aware of that?" She grimaces.

"Traffic. I am sorry." I apologize.

"Today we have a new hired guy. I want you to know him because he will be working with you." She says, putting some paper in the drawer.

"Okay." I nod.

"Sabrina, I gave Mr John the file as you demanded." A cute blonde guy says. Some of his hair is falling on his eyes. His eyes are gleaming as the light reflects its green color.

"Great. Let me introduce you to each other. Here's Twyla. She will be your partner. You will be one team. And Twyla, this is Jakob." Sabrina leaves.

"Nice to meet you." He stretches his hand out for me. I immediately shake my hand with his.

"Me too." I smile.

"Did you like it here?" He brushes his hair away from his eyes.

"I would have told you to do that."

"To do what?"

"Brush your hair away. It was really irritating me." I laugh a bit.

"What!" He chuckles but with a questioning look. Probably I shouldn't have said that when I just knew him now.

"I'm sorry." I shake my head.

"Oh no need. You seem to be a good company. You're so cute by the way." He stares at my eyes.

"Thank you." I look at him one last time before I look at the files under my arms.

"You didn't answer my question. Is the work here interesting?"

My phone rings.

"I am sorry. Give me a minute." I say, before answering my phone. Dad bought me a new phone and I just requested a new SIM card with my same old number. But the thing I lost all my contacts so I have no idea who is calling.

"Yes." I respond but no answer. "Hey." No answer. "Who's calling?" I end the call.

"What were you saying?" I tell Jakob, still looking at my phone with a frown.

"Was it a bad call?"

"Oh no. Actually no one answered so I don't know. I mean it's just strange because I heard noises in background." I look at him. He's so concentrating. "Never mind. Uhm you said you wanted to know about working here. Actually this is my second day so I don't have much to tell you. We both can ask an older receptionist."

"Oh. So we can ask someone, yeah. And if this number calls again, let me answer. Maybe it's some boys trying to harass you. Someone like you should have bodyguards around."

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