Chapter 153

"Are you scared he's going to kidnap you again?" I ask Oakley trying to get to those thoughts out of my mind. It will do me no good to be falling for someone I had decided not to be in love with anymore, it will do me no good to fall for someone who has broken my heart so brutally even if he looks like a new person now.

People might change but yet they are still the same person, sometimes the change only last for two days and I don't think I want to bear the brunt of whatever new mistake Erin is planning to make now. I avert my eyes from him when I see his expression briefly become sour and crestfallen, and I look to Oakley.

She looks delighted at the fact that I have asked her this question, she simply shakes her head and she gives me something of his laugh, it seems that is all she is doing today. I don't think we have actually exchanged another word except for the time when we were coming here, the time when I had so blindly accused her of being in a relationship with my brother. I'm guessing that's why she asked me how dumb I was.

"Are you done with your shopping?" I asked trying to get at least a word from her. It is very unusual that Oakley would not be speaking to me even under any circumstances, even when we were fighting or we had an argument she always spoke to me a few minutes later, but yet now she keeps her mouth sealed shut making me even more nervous than I was before at seeing Aron.

"What is it?" I say grabbing her by her hand and shaking her as she releases something of a girlish laughter.

"Exactly what do you want from me?" she asks as she sits on the floor, holding her stomach from laughing too much. Now this is the Oakley that I know, this is the crazy nonsensical stupid best friend that I have.

"Why are you keeping so quiet today?x I asked her. She simply coughs and sputters a bit from the intensity of her laughter's, and then she stands up and shrugs her shoulders. Ehenever she does that there is something that she wants me to notice, but I am not noticing. There's something that she wants me to realise but yet my mind dosen't bring up nothing to pick up to it.

There is something that she so desperately wants me to see, but which my eyes cannot catch in time for need to meet up with her expectations. I hate these sorts of games, I hate these sort of games where she will simply regard me with something of a happy smile, and look so surprised at the fact that I had not figured out what she wanted me to figure out yet.

"Does it have something to do with today?" I asked her, she shrugs her shoulders again and I know that I am spot on. Today isn't just normal. I groan when I finally realised exactly what is happening today.