A storm in a teacup

"You've never been to places like this with your girlfriend?" She says as I can sense bewilderment in her voice.

"Yeah," I whisper, I screwed up, now I look stupid!"

Memories of Emi poured out like a disastrous flood. I can't carry the weight of my own thoughts.

"You never told me how you broke up with your girlfriend," she's looking in my eyes with some unfathomable emotion.

"You never asked," I said in a neutral tone.

Even if she did ask about Emi or how we broke up I don't think I would have told her, come to think of it I have never told anybody, Even Yui and my brother, they only know I was dizzy with a dame.

"I was too timid to ask you earlier, I thought perhaps you don't wanna light up old flames," she said in low tones.

"So, would you tell me now," she gives a beautiful smile.

I can see clear as a bell, she's trying to trick me, the gleam in her eyes is growing brighter and fervent with excitement. Should I tell her?

Would I be okay after telling her, I know if I told her it would break me even further and I don't want her to pity me although she wouldn't know how I feel, that's an incomprehensible notion.

"It's in the past Juri," I said dropping my arms on the table as I narrowed my eyes and grinned wickedly.

"And?" She raises her eyebrow.

"And past is not my concern," my answer left her lips curling into a devious smile.

"Then tell me what is it that concerns you," I trace a sort of humour in her voice.

"You… Juri, you're my urgent and major concern, I wouldn't say that you changed my life and shit but you made it better in several ways, you made me happy even I can't do that to myself and for that I fancy you."

"Oh you're serious," she said in an untrusting tone.

I had sex with her last night which I enjoyed from the bottom of my heart, a lot has happened since our first meeting in the elevator and the thought leaves me bitter that it's hard for her to swallow.

Is it too difficult for her to accept?

The waiter returns with the food and drinks that we have ordered.

"Your oysters' sir, as you pleased, shall I put the sangria here madam?" The waiter murmurs.

"Yes, please," Juri said.

"The apple Sangria wasn't available so I replaced it with grape, I hope that wouldn't trouble you," the waiter spoke in a friendly tone. As we both steadily and intently look at Juri.

"No no, it's totally fine with me, I don't usually drink at this hour so anything would do, thanks" Juri whispers while smiling at the waiter.

"Much obliged," the waiter responded and left.

I briefly look at Juri. Who is obviously ignoring me but why? Because I didn't tell her about my pathetic love story? She's not even looking at me, only if I could compel her I would make her look right into my eye but unfortunately, this isn't vampire diaries.

How do I resolve this, over the course of my life I have learned many factual things about girls, but at this particular instant I feel like I have never talked to one, why?

What is it with her or perhaps I should say what's wrong with me when it comes to her?

My heart is urging me forcefully to believe that I am in a state of so-called despair and fervently telling me to draw a line on this one, let it be. So what if she's ignoring me, my heart is already broken but at the same time my inner voice is saying straighten your back all the way up to your body there's still a beam of hope…

I'm feeling frustrated, I feel like being stuck in a state of hardship, difficulty, or misfortune.

Fuck all those voices and the adversity, just remember what brainy told you.

"Finally once in your lifetime, you have taken the right decision ren," my brain regards me with veneration.

"Hey, brainy I screwed up, I made her upset, please do something."

"You just have to plunge her mood ren, believe me, it's not rocket science."

"Then do something before her anger reaches the maximum limit."

"Women feel intimacy and closeness when they share their feelings, thoughts. Intimate means cosy or romantic feeling of space as two are sitting in a dark corner of a restaurant."

"Tell her ren, trust me you would not regret it."

I don't think I have much of choices here, I have to tell her.

"My world becomes chaotic with her, Now when I think about it, I remember that day it's still vivid in memory. It was her friend's birthday, she insisted that she wanna go, I never barged into her personal life since I trusted her blindly. But something was giving me a sort of ominous impression so I followed her. In the party, a wide circle of friends and acquaintances, one among them approached Emi and proposed her all of a sudden and which she accepted in a blink of an eye."

"I was standing there with my friends seeing this blood-curdling scene, We, who have had the scene before our eyes, are as startled and as unbelieving as those who did not witness the incident firsthand."

Juri glances up at me and our eyes locked. She caresses my hand and we lost for a brief moment staring at each other.

"Thanks for telling me ren," she smiles at me sweetly.

"I never told anybody about this, I didn't wanna tell you because I thought you'd pity me" I frown.

"Well that is pretty pitiable," Juri whispered.

"I didn't tell you because I didn't trust you but now I see tears swimming in your eyes," I said while swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Well that is how things work ren, we talk and know each other, earlier I was feeling foolish to be the only one sharing the dark part of my life," her eyes soften with humour.

"Well enough about the past, it would be such a shame talking about the past when my future concern is in front of me," I whisper leaving her flushing.

"Isn't the place is good enough for intimate and future discussion, wouldn't you say?" I said without taking my eyes off her.

"Indeed it is, and it makes me wonder what should I steal first your puberty or soul?" She scoffs.