A week have passed and I never saw that man again. I kept hanging out on the bleachers a few meters from the football field just to see him again but to no avail, I didn't see him nor even his shadow.
Where the heck is he?
I was checking my email when I smelled Ethan's perfume. A few seconds, he sat beside me and peeked at my laptop.
"Whacha, doing?" he mimicked the voice of that popular cartoon character. I rolled my eyes and continue typing.
I'm doing my homework for Lit and Ethan's presence is making me lose my focus. He's a great friend of mine. The moment we first talked, I know he'll be my friend.
"Elle, do you wanna come at the party later?"
I looked at him quizzically and raised my left eyebrow. "What party?"
"Timothy's. He's a sophomore. A quarterback. Everyone is invited."
"You know it's not my thing, Ethan."
He inhaled deeply a let out a sigh. I know what he's thinking. I just don't like it. The smell will be too much for me to handle. The first party I went to, it was a major mess. He was there too. I almost ruined myself.
"You need to socialize, Elle. It's what you need. Martin and I will be there so don't worry."
I shrugged and continued to type on my laptop. Too many thoughts started to run in my head. If I go, I might ruin the party these kids might enjoy much. Worst, I couldn't control myself.
He put his arm over my shoulder and pinched my cheek. "Cheer up. If you don't want to go, it's okay. Maybe next time."
I suddenly stilled when I felt an unfamiliar feeling but the smell seem so familiar. I looked at my right and saw him. That man.
"You know him?" I asked Ethan and give him a secret look. His jaw clenched the moment he saw him.
"Why? You like him?"
I shook my head. "I think I know him." I didn't bother to tell him the details of what happened a week ago. He might scold me because first, I forgot to take my medicine. Two, I didn't call him.
He shot me a questioning look. "You remember things? When?"
I bit my lip and avoided his gaze.
"You're not telling me something, aren't you? What is it?" he asked me with authority. His jaw was clenched and I know he's kinda pissed. Oh, damn.
I puffed my cheeks out of frustration because I can't do anything so in the end, I told him.
After I finished telling him, he became silent. Dead silent and freaks me out. What was he thinking? I nudged his shoulder but he just looked at me. He's really really damn pissed.
"I'm sorry if I didn't tell you sooner."
After a few minutes of silence, he let out an exasperated sigh. " I'm warning you, Elle. He's trouble. Not because he knows you but he might break your cold heart."
Cold heart. I suddenly felt sadness with those two words. I know he didn't mean it yet still it hurts. That's my damn reality.