AMELIA
"I like these shoes, and that dress, and those boots!" Monique cried out, frustrated because she can't choose which one to buy.
"You like everything." I told my indecisive girl best friend, laughing and shaking my head at her.
"If you were in my place, you would have a very hard time, not knowing what to choose." Blah blah blah.
I really didn't get to listen to the last part of the rant because someone caught my attention.
It was Matt.
I was supposed to go to him but something, someone exactly, stopped me. It was the school diva, Jane Henderson. When Jane came to Matt, he instantly wrapped his arms around her.
Matt's with Jane now?!
"Hello? Amelia? Are you there? What are you staring at?" Monique waved her hands in front of me. She looked to where I was apparently staring, but they were already gone. She gives me a confused look.
"Nothing. Let's just go home."
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"I mean, did he leave me all alone, wondering if I did something wrong, because he won't talk to me, just because of that Jane Henderson?!" I asked out loud in a frustrated voice.
Monique and I were in my room, discussing about the 'hurt' I felt when I saw Matt with Jane. It's the first time I've been 'hurt' by seeing him with another girl. I mean, he's popular, he can date anyone and I was just happy for him.
But not this time. Maybe it's because of the possibility that he won't talk to me because of Jane?
"You're thinking about it too much. He said it himself, he just said maybe he doesn't feel like it. Maybe he wanted a change?" Monique said, obviously tired of hearing the same thing from me. "It's like you like him." She suddenly added. Well that made me stop dead at my tracks.
"No way! He's just my guy best friend." I said quickly, sounding panicked.
"Whatever. I'm going to leave now. Bye." She hugged me goodbye and left me thinking about what she said over and over again.
Do I really act like I like him? No way. I wouldn't like like my guy best friend.
Maybe you do.
A tiny voice countered.
Ugh. Whatever. I do not like Matthew Brooks.
The battle in my head went on and on so I forced myself harshly to sleep.
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Upon waking up, there's always a minute wherein you just feel fresh and revived, when you're exactly in between dreamland and reality.
Then it's all gone by the minute you fully wake up and remember everything.
I just thought to myself that I really didn't like Matthew, that would be ridiculous. I was hurt because maybe he found a better companion than me.
I decide not to over think about it, did what I usually did in the morning and continued with life.
I hear my mom's nervous voice talking to the phone when I went down the stairs. She looks around, notices me and hangs up abruptly.
"Hello, sweetheart. How long have you been there?" She forces a smile.
"Not long. Who was that?" I raise my eyebrow at her.
"Nobody! Absolutely nobody at all." She said all too quickly.
"Okay?" I peruse, not believing her.
I wonder what's happening.
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Arriving from my weekend activities, I walk into the house and stop abruptly when I see another familiar person in the living room. All the past painful years that had passed came running back to my head.
My dad had changed before, leading to his divorce with mom, Linda. He frequently went home drunk and would act crazy that he would even sometimes hit me and mom and now he was in our living room, talking to mom.
What the hell?
"Sweetheart, it's fine. He just," Mom started but before she could continue her sentence, I just ran out to go to the park.
As I was running, with angry tears daring to spill from the edges of my eyes, forcing them back, I accidentally bumped into someone for looking at the ground instead of where I was going, making me stumble a bit and stop.
I kept on mumbling a sorry, shaking my head a bit, still looking at the ground.
"Amelia, what happened? Are you okay?" A familiar voice say as I feel a comforting hand on my shoulder.
It was Matt.
"Why would you even care about me?!" I snap at him.
Shock was evident on his face but he calmly replied, "Why wouldn't I? You know it pains me to see you hurt."
Ha. He actually said that.
"Well whatever." I wave him off, now walking instead of running to the park.
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I seated at the park bench, in deep thought. Matt was the only person to know about my problem. I suddenly regret snapping at him. I needed someone. Emotions truly are hard to control at times, aren't they?
"Amelia?" His voice suddenly appeared.
"What?" I said in an exhausted tone.
"Will you tell me what happened to you?"
"My dad was there."
His face enlightened with understanding and he just hugged me, trying to comfort me.
"It's not your problem anyway." I tell him coldly.
"But you know I care for you."
"Whatever. You can go caring about Jane instead of me anyway." I muttered silently.
"What?" He said, sounding amused.
He heard that?!
"Nothing."
"I know it's something Amelia. Tell me."
"It's nothing, really. Don't mind it." I said, flashing a fake smile at him. He didn't buy it, but decided to let it go.
"If you say so. You want to hang out today?"
"I'll just stay here in the park."
"Then a hang out in the park it is." He said, trying to cheer me up.
We stayed there for almost an hour talking about random stuff, like we usually do before. I start to feel alright again.
"So, you and Jane are together now, huh?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"Okay. I'm happy for you then." I say. "Just make sure she isn't the reason why you haven't talked to me for a long time." I add, in a joking manner.
"She's not." He assured, grinning. "You want me to walk you home?" He added, obviously thinking we should go home already.
"Okay." I smile.
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Lawrence, my so called 'dad' already left the house when I came and I decide not to talk to mom tonight.
As I was lying on my bed, waiting for sleep to overcome me, my phone buzzed.
Thanks for the time today. I missed you. Good night.
A smile was tugging at my lips. I shake my head and type a quick reply. I was just happy that we had our fun best friend relationship back.
Thanks for comforting me. You really helped a lot. Good night.
I press send, close my eyes and then drifted to sleep smiling.
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