A FEW DAYS LATER . . . .
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~ Michael's point of view ~
I haven't been here in the restaurant in a while . . . maybe that's the reason why Destiny is ignoring me. . . but maybe that's just me. Is it because I haven't been here in a while? . . I sent her text messages but she never replied. The last one I sent was two days ago and I never got a reply back from her . . . did I say something wrong? . . . what did I do? . . I'm sitting here waiting for Destiny to take my order but she doesn't even look at me. If I did something wrong, I would like to know what.
I raise my hand. "Destiny? . . . can I please have a-"
and she's gone again . . . walked right back to the kitchen without even looking at me one. She heard me . . I know she did. I called her name! she was standing right in front of me! . . I let out a sigh . . maybe she lost interest . . . . or maybe she met someone ? . . I have no idea . . but I would like to know what's going on. I wanna know why she's ignoring me like that. She always used to rush to me with a big smile on her face whenever I would walk in . . no matter what she was doing or who she was talking to . . but now it's like I'm totally invisible to her . . .
I've been sitting here for like 15 minutes, waiting for her to come take my order. Is no one else working tonight? is she the only one here? . . probably . . hmmm . . . I look at my watch and decide to call it a night. What's the point of me sitting here waiting for nothing? I get up . . I put my jacket on and leave the restaurant. The cold night wind blows my hair away from my face . . . it's freezing out here. I better get in the car and drive back home. I gotta say, I'm really disappointed . . whatever I did, why can't she just talk to me about it instead of ignoring my text message and pretending that I'm invisible?
I have no clue what I could've done to her . . . no freakin' clue whatsoever. I turn on the heat in the car and lean back. To be completely honest, I don't wanna drive home right now . . something is holding me back but I don't know what. We're not even dating . . not even close. . . why does this bother me so much? . . why can't I just drive away and take the rejection like a man?
I turn off the car and get back out . . . I can't . . . I can't drive home. I wanna know what's going on. I have a right to know why she's treating me like that. I did nothing wrong . . . not that I know.
I walk back into the restaurant, looking left and right, hoping to see her walk by. I sit back at my table and take off my jacket. I'm not leaving here . . not until she comes up to my table. I don't care if I have to get my own order, I wanna know what's going on. I look to my right. . there she is, walking out of the kitchen. I'm looking straight at her . . waiting for her to look back at me . . . and she does. She's looking at me right now. . . . I get up and walk over to her. "Hey Destiny . . how are you?"
She forces a smile in my direction and keeps on walking, leaving me standing here with no answer. What's the deal here?! . . seriously . . this girl used to stare at me like crazy . . giggle all shyly . . blush and all that lovey dovey stuff and now I get nothing. . nothing. . . not even a genuine smile.
I inhale and exhale deep and force myself to walk up to her again. She looks at me with that weird look on her face, making me feel uncomfortable. How about a smile? . . where did her cute smile go?
"Destiny . . . why are you ignoring me?" I ask . . quietly . . but loud enough for her to hear. All she does is look at me . . and again, no answer.
Fine . . . I tried . . . there's no use. If she doesn't wanna talk to me, who am I to force her? I grab my jacket and leave the restaurant again . . but this time feeling a little angry. If she's not into me anymore she can just say it! . . . it's not the end of the world. I'd be a little crushed, yes, but at least I'd have my answer. I walk up to my car and just as I'm about to unlock it, there's Destiny . . . she's standing by the doorstep looking at me . . . .
"Michael wait . . ."
She walks up to me . . . I put on my jacket and give her a smile . . hoping to get one back from her but no. All I get is an uncomfortable expression on her face and no real eye contact. Thank you.
"Michael . . . I didn't mean to ignore you in there . . I just . ."
"You what? . . ."
". . . . I have my reasons"
"What reasons?"
"Michael I . . I don't think we should talk to each other anymore . . that's all"
"That's all? . . . and why? . . . why are you saying that?"
"I'm sorry Michael, have to go back inside. . ."
"No . . wait . . . please answer my question"
"I can't . . . I really need to get back in there"
"Destiny . . . I really started to like you . . and I could tell that you liked me too . . what happened that you feel this way now? . . did I do something wrong? . . did I say something that hurt you? . . you can tell me. . you can be honest with me . . ."
"Michael . . . you're not the guy I thought you were when I first met you . ."
"Huh? . . . what are you saying?"
"I don't like living with a broken heart . . . so I better walk away now before it's too late"
"Huh? . . . Destiny, I'm clueless here . . really . . please explain to me what you're talking about. I swear, I have no idea what I did . . ."
"Michael . . you look like the kind of guy who I could fall in love with head over heels . . but I don't want that. I don't want to develop feelings for you . . . that's why I think it's best that we stop talking . . ."
"But why? . . I don't understand why! . . we had great conversations, I don't understand where all this is coming from so suddenly . . . is it because I haven't been in the restaurant for a while? . . are you angry at me that I've been busy the last few days? . . it's not because of you . . . I have a very busy job . . . but that's no excuse-"
Destiny interrups me in the middle of my sentece . . .
"Michael . . no . . . that's not my problem . . ."
"Then what is it? . . . would you mind telling me?"
"I can't . . . . I need to get back to the restaurant. . . have a save drive home, Michael"
"Destiny, wait!. . . is that it? . . we're not going to talk anymore?"
"No . . ."
"You're lying . . ."
"No, I'm not . . ."
"Yes you are . . . I can see it . . . I may not know you well enough but I can read people's eyes . . . and I can read in your eyes right now that you're not being completely honest with me . . . if you don't wanna talk to me anymore, that's fine . . . I'll accept it . . . but I would like to know why . . . that's all you need to tell me, Destiny . . ."
She turns around and walks away . . but then she stops and looks back at me . . . then she says something that leaves me even more confused.
"When I fall in love with a guy, I wanna have him to myself . . . call me selfish, but I don't like to share" With that said, she walks away, leaving me standing here with a huge question mark floating above my head. She doesn't like to share? . . why would she say that? . . I don't get it.
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~ Destiny's point of view ~
I can still see that woman's angry expression . . telling me the words I can still hear loud and clearly. I should leave Michael alone, she said . . . he's hers, she said. . . . even though I'm not in love with Michael. . the woman's words still hurt me. I was getting into that whole getting to know each other feeling . . I was experiencing the first butterflies flying around my belly whenever I saw him walk in . . . . and this woman crushed this beautiful pink cloud I was on into a pile of dust. Her words totally scared me away . . . . I didn't know Michael was still invovled with someone else . . . . he told me a lot about him but I guess that little detail about him he chose to leave out . .
I just got home after a long day of work. My mind has been too busy all day thinking about that woman and her words. It's like I can't get it out of my mind. . almost feels like I'm already in love with him . . . but I know I'm not . . I can't be . . . we haven't even kissed or hugged yet . . . I couldn't possibly be in love with Michael. . . and I don't wanna be . . . . I now know he's the type of guy that no woman ever will have to herself. A good looking honey . . . the face of a model and the voice of an angel . . . he's got the looks . . and I bet he's got the girls . . . . I wouldn't wanna share him with anyone else . . . that's why I better remove myself before I fall for him completely. .
I get in the bathtub and continue reading the book I was reading yesterday evening. A text message from Michael interrups my relaxing moment, making me feel all heavy-hearted and nervous again . . . . I can't erase him out of my mind when he keeps messaging me . . . . !!
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(Michael's text message)
"Hi . . this is Michael . . in case you already deleted my number. I just wanted to tell you that it was a pleasure meeting you . . we had a great time talking and getting to know each other . . I really hope that the guy you end up with will appreaciate the cute smile on your face. . Good night"
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*melts*
*squeals*
*throws phone out of the window*
~ to be continued ~