When we arrived at my place, the rain had begun to stop. He has worried eyes when he looks at me, but I don't believe he has affection for me. He's just too insensitive to my feelings for him.
Because my phone was soaked in the rain, I didn't text Enrique to cancel the plans, and after drying my feet, I went to my room to get a new cloth or maybe take a shower.
When I saw him with wet clothes, I gave him a towel and a T-shirt from my father to use.
"I'm fine…I just need to go home." He said and tried to avoid eye contact with me. "Okay fine, if you are not going to use this, it's fine." I said but he didn't listen to me and he went outside to drive his car.
I don't know why he is so distant with me right now.
It seems like it was all about what happened tonight, his girlfriend was mad at him and will be more mad at him when she knows about me.
"Hey…wait." I called him but he was already speeding away.
I thumped my feet and began towel-drying my hair. Someone just rang the doorbell, so I went outside and bit my lower lip.
"What are you doing here?" I was taken aback when I saw my guest tonight. Celia, my cousin.
Then I noticed her bag with her, and her hair was damp from the rain, so I widened the gate to let her in.
While walking into the house, she begins to sob, indicating that she is experiencing some difficulties.
Why should I believe her? When my family is in need, she is unavailable, and her family refuses to assist us in any way.
I attempted to contact them and call her during my terrible moments, but she kept rejecting me, and now she's here with me tonight, pleading for pity and someone to console her.
She began to sob again when I looked at her with a curious expression on my face.
"I'm sorry if I'm disrupting your night; all I want is to have someone I can count on tonight and sleep here for one night." She said while wiping tears in her eyes. I shrugged my shoulders and led her to the house's other empty room.
I'm not going to ask what happened to her since my problem is already too enormous.
"Just let me know if you need anything," I said as I was about to leave her, but she called my name and I turned around to face her.
"Thank you, thank you for being here with me. My parents kicked me out of our house because I'm pregnant. It's just so disappointing that they don't want to support me and tell me that they ruined their dreams for me." She is trembling and crying. I pity her; I'm not sure if I should hug her or not. I just look at her with a worried expression on my face.
"I'm sorry if they did that to you, Celia." I said and began to tap her shoulder slowly.
"Everything happens for a reason…so don't worry, you will go through this." I added with a smile on my face.
"But my boyfriend is hating me, he is not ready to be a father and I don't know what to do now with my baby."
I didn't want to think she didn't want the baby, so my eyes widened. It's a sin if she wants to do what she's considering right now; she needs to keep the baby alive.
"No, don't do it." I said and sighed.
"No…I'm not going to do it. I will find a job and I will keep the baby alive even if there are people dont want us. It's so sad, I'm so sad…" She is crying again and I suddenly got shocked when she hugged me. We've been friends for years, but we are not this close to hug each other. I tapped her shoulder and hugged her back. I want her to feel that she is not alone in this world.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. Maybe they are just shocked to know that you are pregnant because their expectations of you were so high."
"Yeah…they pressured me to do the things I don't like. They want me to marry the rich man I dont love at all, then when I tell the man, the love of my life, that I'm pregnant. He doesn't want me anymore."
"ust sleep, and tomorrow will be a better day for you," I say as I break the hug and stare into her eyes. "Don't be too concerned; there are billions of people on the planet, and some of them will be interested in you." I added, I am encouraging her to feel better and think positively. Pregnant women don't need to be stressed a lot. I sighed and she said, "Thank you…"
She began to start crying again inside her room when I shut her door; she is now extremely disappointed in everyone. Maybe I'll just let her cry it out and let go of all her worries. Crying will be the best solution for any heartache since we will feel better once we cry.
I entered my room and sat down on my bed with my back to the wall. I breathed and sigh, knowing that everyone in the world had their own problems to deal with.
My phone rings and I extended my arm to take my phone on my side table and saw the caller was Alexander.
"Hey, hello." I said.
"I'm sorry…" I heard him say that, it was deep and emotional and full of sincerity in his voice. I am touched by his simple gestures.
"Why?"
"For hurting you, for letting you down. I'm sorry…"
After he said that, he ended the call. However, the way he delivers the words to me sounds quite emotional to me, and I'm currently crying. I'm sobbing because it touches my heart.