Chapter :3 Davis Shayne

My heart race continued beating faster and faster as I faced him for a  few minutes and then looked at the phone and saw the police number I then turned it back and took a few steps away from him, he was sitting on the mat and I stood, and kept looking at him until i broke out of silent

         "Wha…what do you mean, I have the authority to decide whether you stay or leave

And I don't remember making any promise to…..you"

I said in a low tone, but noticing how I said it there was possibility of not taking me serious 

         "You didn't make a promise but I did make it for you (Smiling)"

He then covered himself with the mattress to sleep

           "You damn punk..….what makes you think you can help me to  write the letters"

He then removed the mattress from his head and sat on the mat

            "Don't know just think I can"

I then folded my hands together

            "Are you married"

            "No"

            "In a Relationship"

            "No"

            "Why are you asking me, is it because I seem grown up"

He said it in a proud manner i then removed my hands that was folded 

             "Have you loved someone before or a first love"

              "Hmm…no"

              "What…..a gay or choose not to"

              "No.... I have loved someone before infact a lot of people and I have a first love"

He said it so confident of himself as I watched him, its kind of hard to say that he is even in his late twenty.

                "When did you meet...what was she like"

                "I met her in grade school...no I think it was in pre-school, she was as pretty as an angel , she got the best tooth and red lips"

                 "Yeah but I guess not as pretty as mine....what made you fall in love with her"

He then smiled at me and started rubbing his chin so softly 

                  "Hmm....I guess when we went to summer camp it was a dark lonely night and I got lost on my way to the camp

it was a dark lonely night and I got lost on my way to the camp, I searched everywhere for a way back but I couldn't find a way not until I met her , I met my first love ,she said that she'd help me find my way back but I have to do something for her, you see I instantly agreed without thinking of what I was asked to do ,then she helped me and after that she asked for a reward but I couldn't give her anything so I had to  wash her clothes and do all the work and each time I didn't she beats me up...….it was an amazing experience"

It looked more like bullying to me, how can you call that a love story

            "That was pathetic and you call it a love story"

           "Is it better than yours, can you really say what your love story is like without having to write it on a paper"

           "Yes…..yes of course"

           "Then tell me"

           "What???? Why should I tell you…..sorry but I don't really feel free with strangers"

He then stood up and moved closer to me and I shifted back until my back rested on the wall and he move close to me I could hear is heart beat

            "Tell me…..tell me why you want to write the letters, is it a breakup letter, love letter or maybe….   A Goodbye letter???"

He said it so confident of himself while I just stood watching him and he stayed muted I suppose he was waiting for a reply which I wasn't ready to give him I then slide down through his arm and climbed the stairs and said to him in a sad and disappointing tone

            " Fine you win…..help me write the letters but don't ever do that again"

            "Why...cause you are afraid you may fall in love with me….."

He said so as he was confidently smiling at me...it was kind of cute but yet annoying

            "Damn... Gosh you are so freaking frustrating...."

 I climbed the steps already headed towards my room when I heard his voice

              "Miss...Goodnight"

              "Good.....wait what …miss"

I then looked down and saw how he quickly laid on the mat and covered himself to sleep I then went inside my room and asked always the room was disarranged, I then picked out a few Scattered books from the floor and sat down at the big mirror it was a placed for cosmetics and I looked at the mirror

              "Seriously who in the world is he to call me that….."

I then removed my eye lens in the mirror and my eyes was still as blurry as ever

              "I hate him….I regret ever meeting him...… "

I then laid my head on the table and fell asleep 

 (I heard my phone ring , I thought it was the alarm for 7:00am but it was my course mate in  college and happens to be my only friend, we did the same high school together and now we are in the same college in our first year she is really funny and says lot of  perv things but she is really resourceful and by that I mean she is the only one who have stayed by my side for this long, am not really good at making friends back then in middle school I was called a psychopath and was severely falsely accused of doing crimes that I didn't do which the church had to face the consequences and pay for the damage like back then when I was falsely accused of destroying the school camera, I knew that it wasn't me and I also knew those who did it but I couldn't talk all I did was keep quiet while I was been punished and it happens to be one of my reasons for not living in the church anymore, we barely even have enough to eat but yet they pay for all the damage I caused I can't just let them do it anymore that was why I transferred to star hills and then I met her she always protected me from bully's and helped me financially most times I always think that I owe her my whole life)

          "Hmm...…(yawn)hello"

           "Don't tell me…are you still in bed

I then looked at the phone screen to see who is calling but it was so blurry but I could recognize her by her voice

              "Tess is that you why are you calling so early"

            "Seriously…this is 8:30pm is it early or are you bed sick"

             "Cut it off"

I then looked round the table for my eye glass but I couldn't find it 

             "My eye glass where in the world is it (I then stood up to look for it) 

            "Where did you keep it  

            "I think it was on my bed but I can barely even see the bed now"

I said so as I was searching like a blind person 

            "Should I come over to help you look for it"

            "NO!!!!!!!"

I said it so fast, I don't want her to come over because it is going to be bad if she sees him, well not so bad because she will think we are dating and then she will ask him for his age and knowing him he will tell her and then she will ask me why I am dating a man who is older than I am then I will try to explain but she wouldn't listen and then the whole school will find out and then I become ruined.

              "Geez you don't have to be that harsh"

              "I will cut off now….call you back later okay" 

              "Wait I...."

I then cut the phone and search the scattered and disarranged bed for it(Note:if the bed had been arranged she would have found it easily so she is definitely reaping the karma)

 I then found the eye glass case and opened it and wore it in a wrong way (she was rushing to see so she wore it upside down)I then came down the steps and met him, he was in the kitchen cooking

            "Good morning ….Miss you woke up quite late today"

             "Would you just stop calling me that "

I then scratched my back looking so haggard as my hair were scattered, i then went to him and looked at what he was cooking 

              "Gyeran bap(korean word for: egg rice)"

               "I thought that you should have something more decent today rather than junk food so I made use of what was in the fridge"

 He said it as he was frying the eggs and he then looked at me like he did yesterday, I then moved away and went to the fridge to get a bottle water as u said

             "If you love cooking you should have told me , so I would buy a lot of food stuffs"

He then dropped the spoon on the stove and went towards me and I moved back to the wall and he kept coming closer until he couldn't go any further

             "What are you doing, I told you I hate….."

             "don't move....."

I then looked at him and he looked cat my eyes and removed my glasses and then wore it the proper way for me and he then smiled and moved away and said 

              " All done…You can now move"

He then kept on frying it as I stood there so flustered 

              "um.…thanks"

He then poured the food on the plate and looked at my side as I was about to drink the water

               "I forgot to say….you should probably brush before doing anything....your breath stinks(smile)

               "You!!!!!!what?? Geez "

I then climbed upstairs In Anger  and lied down on the bed

               "Seriously who in the world does he think he is, first he makes my heart fluster then the other he makes me want to rip him off to pieces, damn that brat"

I then kept my hand on my mouth and breathed out and then saw that my breath really stinky.

I got up to take my shower.

I was done and packed my hair up and wore my glasses and then my jacket and carried a sling bag and went out and saw that he has already finished cooking he called me to eat so I then kept everything inside my mouth in anger and then drank a bottle of water and wore my canvas to leave

         "Let's go"

         "Huh…!? Where?

         "To write my love letters...you said you would help or I could ask well possibly say that you threatened that you would help...o want to get this over with so that you can go"

         "Oh….um"

He then got his bag he took when he came in the house and carried it and followed me it kinda looked heavy.

(The sun was surprisingly shining today, Good thing that I picked this day to write the letter it almost kind of feel like summer who would believe winter is next month and I just happen to know a nice place to go that is what I wished to say if I wasn't with him)

            "Hmm...you seem like a student, are you in school"

             "Yep…..college in my first year"

             "Oh just beginning, what's your major"

             " Science"

             "Nice…..study a lot so that you wouldn't have anything to regret , you are still young and should have a lot of goals waiting for you ahead"

              "Geez…..who do you think you are to advice me"

I then entered the cafe and stood to take my order

             "I would like one cup of ice tea"

She then faced towards me almost like I was the one who forced her to come here 

             "What would you like to have...Grandpa"

             "Huh....Grandpa"

She kept on looking at me In anger and annoyance and it was kind of cute 

              "Anything you take"

It might have seemed cool but I don't know any drink around here

              "Make it two cups"

We then sat down at the center of the cafe and drank the ice tea it wasn't really bad either but I would have preferred something better.

I then removed a type writer from my bag, it was more like an old fashioned type writer that auto memory doll used in the past

            "What are you….what is this"

             "oh its …..kind of like a type writer"

             "Why are you doing with it"

             "To write the letter it we will be weird to write it directly on the paper, plus we could make mistake"

She then took a sip and looked at me and said

           "You know we could just use our phone"

           "Oh…..I don't have one"

She then started coughing it seemed like what I said surprised her a lot

            "You have an old model type writer but you have no phone, who are you, what age do you live in"

          "I just thought it wasn't necessary"

She then said to me quietly 

           "You know, I pity your friends and family, no wonder no one as come looking for you"

            "You  die on your own , so you have to also live on your own that is our keyword but yet if you are recognized you no longer live_ on your own rather you run"

She then banged the table looking so angry I guess she couldn't understand what I mean

           "Let's get to the point"

           "Hmm…OK you first of all tell me what you want to write and I translate it , Into a perfect love letter"

         "Um…..more like Violet Evergarden"

         "What...???"

She then finally drank everything of her ice tea and started

         "His name is davis Shayne….put it down..in whatever that is called"

I then wrote it down

         "Wait…what of that other person , I think he is hunter Brian isn't he the one who you wrote that letter too the other time"

          "Brian hunter(the reason why she said brian hunter and he said hunter brian is because they come from different place, the first name which is his surname is hunter so where oscar come from the surname is the first name while in Cana case the surname is the last name just like the british and America column)..he was also my boyfriend 

            "Wait you mean you had three again, you take relationship as if its something to play around with,why go into a relationship if you are going to leave"

She then looked down so sad, what I said did it hurt her I guess I was too harsh on her when I was speaking on damn I shouldn't have said all those 

           "Actually,I had more boyfriends than that and I don't think relationship has a play but who am I to answer an old punk who have never even dated"

         "What...what do you mean, I told you I had a girlfriend she was my first love"

She then drew her head closely to me and said to me in a quiet and yet slow tone

          "As if, I bet it didn't Even last after seeing how annoying you are, she had to leave you"

She then drew her face forward in satisfaction I then drank my ice tea to the brink 

          "Yeah cause you are the one to say, and even if she had left me I wouldn't be worried because I don't acknowledge love as anything, it fades away anytime it could be built for many years but be destroyed in a brink, love knows no enemies, it can't tell you the difference between a friend or a foe , and enemy or an ally, or is that cruel"

She just kept looking at me and I did the same I thought she would agree with what I said but all she did was challenge my question

         "Yes love could be cruel it could be wicked at times but yet , I never knew up till now that it was possible to be in so much pain and be in love with the person causing it, Davis was just like that he was like my sky I never realized until the day I met him that it was possible to smile merely just looking at him, that's what he was like, to me."

          "Then why did he leave you, did he ever date you"

She then smiled at me but it was an unpleasant and sad smile

          "I told you, he was my sky, skies also turn black at night, or maybe its just me who did , in my love story am either too late or too early"

          "Then.....then why write a letter to him, isn't it suppose to be a love letter"

           "Just write it"

I could remember vividly how beautiful she was when the cafe door opened and her blew to the wind 

           "Why should I...."

She then got angry ,well I could ask well say that, because of the emotions on her face but there was something even more weird she felt like she could cry

           "Because you promised me that you can write it"

I don't know what happened but I fell for that statement, it really made my heart ache and I typed the letter as she carried her face away from mine and I typed it

           "Done. ..what next"

           " let me see"

           "No"

           "Geez …..you are tormenting aren't you ? I bet no girl can fall for you."

I Guess she cheered up but I guess I can tease her more

           "I guess all the boys that have fallen for you all left you for sure"

            "Hey….know who you are Talking to you may be older than me but Am more experienced in love than you are, I bet you are still a virgin"

  She top her voice as she was saying it I then tried to tell her that everyone was looking

            "Mi...Miss…."

            "What….. I have now become a Miss, damn you, you piece of shit , scumbag"      

That was when she noticed that she had top her voice and everyone was now looking at her she then  felt embarrassed covering her face then I was was interrupted with my phone call I looked at it and saw that it was Tess, i then took excuse and went outside to answer the call 

            "Tess"

            "Cana what's wrong with you why are you acting weird am coming to your house now"

            "No..am not home"

            "Huh!!where are you…is it the library tell me I will meet there now"

I then bit my hand trying to think of what to say because its really weird minding the fact that I have barely lied to her….damn that brat   

           " I am not home but I can't tell you where I am "

             "Why…don't tell me have you started having another friend or is it a boy who is he, what's he like....(cana remained silent so tess knew that she wasn't ready for jokes like that) i know a nice place let's take Grilled pork belly and Beer its on me "

           "Really of course i..….No I can't go and I will have to cut off, please its really not my fault bye....)I can't even take pork belly,knowing that its even free(Grabs her phone tight in anger, its all his fault)

She then went in and heard him say the love letter which was more like a duty report and heartbreak as I almost dropped the phone shocked