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~ Dark Winds ~
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~Main ~Cast ~Me
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Part 11-
I opened the door and smiled at my friend. “Dinner is almost ready. I hope it won’t be too bad tasting. We can always head out to the bar on the corner otherwise, eh?” She grinned, and stepped inside, looking around although she had been here several times before. I guess it was just a habit thing. I ducked back into the kitchen before something caught fire or exploded. Well, okay, I do know how to cook, although it’s nothing exceptional. The rice was already done, and I just had to mix in the vegetables. But… why was it so silent? “Agnes?” “Aga?” “What?” She popped her head in. “Hey Agnes. What’s wrong?” For once, she was acting like a normal person would, but for her not being perky was not normal. “Bah, nothing much.” “Come on, I know something’s up.” “Okay,” she sighed. “It’s nothing much, really. Remember Mike?” “Mike? M&M Mike?” I turned off the gas and brought the bowl onto the table, motioning for her to take a seat. “Yeah.” “How could I forget the little sucker? He was in one of my classes last year.” She rolled her eyes at my choice of nouns, but for once didn’t try to defend him. Oh oh. Something definitely was up. “I broke up with him today. He didn’t take the news too kindly, mainly because I seemed way too happy while saying there could be nothing between us.” “Well, he had it coming. He was way too immature and as I recall, you were never officially dating, so it’s not as if he owns you or something. Jeez. The guy needs to get a life. I swear. … How do you feel about the whole thing?” “Huh… I didn’t want to get tied down. And he was becoming too clingy.” “So what’s the problem?” She lowered her eyes and traced invisible patterns on the table with her finger before she finally whispered, “I miss him.” Err, excuse me… did I miss something? “Didn’t you just say he was getting on your nerves?” “Well, yes, but I don’t want him to go away and find someone else a second later.” Well, if she put it that way, it all makes sense! “You’re jealous he’ll find another girl!” “No I’m not!” “That’s exactly what you just said Aga. And to be perfectly blunt, you two simply don’t match.” She sighed and looked mournfully at something only she could see. Probably an imaginary vision of Mike embracing another girl, if the way she scowled at the wall was any sign. “Okay, let’s try it from another prospective. Do you think this relationship will ever go anywhere?” “… … no…” “So you’re leading him on.” “No! I like his company! I just…don’t feel the same way toward him that he does to me.” “Which is?” “He told me he loves me. I … he is just like a little cousin to me, you know? He’s fun and nice and an interesting person. I love him, but not in that way.” I had to heave a sigh. Girls. They are so complicated sometimes. I just couldn’t feel any compassion toward Mike, even though I should have pitied him. I mean, as much as I love Agnes as my best friend, I would have to reiterate my previous thoughts. She was leading the poor guy on, but he should have seen it coming. It was as clear as a truck hitting you straight on. Hard not to notice, if you know what I mean. “Don’t feel sorry for him Agnes. For once, I won’t be as nice and understanding. I don’t know, maybe it’s just Mike, or maybe it’s this situation, but I just can’t make myself feel bad for him for some reason.” “I know. I shouldn’t feel bad about it either. I mean, I really thought about it before breaking up with him.” “Good thing to know you actually thought about this,” I teased. “Hey!” she threw her napkin at me. “But you’re not okay with it?” “I just… feel really bad for him.” “Hey, you can’t think like that. You can’t keep up a relationship just because you feel bad about the other person. It doesn’t work that way. You can’t do it out of pity. It’s just… mean. Especially if you know it will never work.” “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I really am just a jealous bitch then. I don’t want him, but I don’t want anyone else to have him either.” “Ah no. You can’t go into all that tortured and depressed stage either. You can always be friends, can’t you?” *snort* “Not after the way he stormed out on me.” Good riddance then! “If he loved you that much, he’ll come back. That’s how guys are like,” I made a face, and she smiled for the first time that evening. “So… what about your love life?” she grinned. “Grr… don’t start up on that. What kind of change of subject is that?” “Nat, really. You need to find someone. You can’t go on being this lonely all your life.” Sigh. “As if I was doing it on purpose.” Bad bad topic. “Then go out more! Talk to people! You’re always so quiet!” “It’s not so easy Agnes. I would have changed a long time ago if I knew how. Please, I don’t want to talk about it.” “Okay. I’m sorry. I guess we’re both pathetic little college students then, eh? How about some beer to take the bad bad feelings away, eh?” she grinned and I rolled my eyes as I extended my arm to open the fridge from where I sat by the table. Yeah, I have a small kitchen, remember? “Gaahhh… I’m all out.” I grinned sheepishly. “But if your lonely heart can wait just a few minutes longer before being swept away in a flood of fuzzy alcoholic bubbles, then I’ll pop to the bar downstairs, around the corner for some okay?” “Uh huh. Yeah.” ~*~*~ |