21. IMPRESSION.

                                    

                                          
~marlos~
The rose.
Red rose earrings. 
It's in my hand right now. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Every time I look at it, I look at her. Her face held so much innocence, too good for this cruel world. 
Her black hair, brown eyes.. felt like a trap to fall in. And I fell. I didn't want to protest falling in it. That felt really good. I want to see her again. 
I know she's from the village. Which is why, she hasn't seen the world much. She is different from everyone. Her way of talking, apologising, and walking, is very different. 
Now, I owe her a new pair of earrings. I wouldn't care so much but, she seemed very kind and gentle. Not like others. People would have yelled at me for breaking something. 
'it's okay, I'll get a new pair' her voice echoed in my mind as I remembered how gently she talked. Her voice, very soft, soothing like honey, felt like an addicting music to my ears. 
I've never felt this way before. Not for anyone. But this feeling, it's crazy, but it's good. Her thoughts were washing all the pain and stress away from me. It's warm. I want to snuggle more in it. The warmer, the better. 
But I shouldn't let that warmth take my coldness away. But, for the first time, I felt something truly warm. I don't want it to go, but I don't want to keep it. 
I slowly slid down, from leaning on the bed frame to lying totally on the bed. The earring was still in my hand. My other hand rested over my forehead while I remembered what happened today, again. I can't wait to see her again. 
What was her name? Right.. I couldn't get to ask. I didn't want to be seen so suspicious so, I hurried away. I wish I could get to talk to her more.
Tomorrow, the last day of the college and I get that goddamn certificate. Three years of torture for that one certificate. Finally, I'll get to be free. 
"Marlos?" I heard a soft knock in my door. Dad's voice 
"Yes, dad. Coming" I got off the bed and opened the door. 
"Tomorrow's big day huh? You ready?" 
"Yeah, dad. It's not so big day. This just the last day in the college." I said as we both walked towards bed and sat on it. 
"What will you be doing tomorrow? What all happens?" 
"Uh, you know.. tossing caps in the air, playing games, having a party.." 
"You're in for all that?"
"No, dad it's boring. I'll just get my certificate and come home." I shrugged. I don't feel like others. It's just something like.. a pass to get a job offer. I don't know when people start to think outside the box. 
People celebrate because graduated? No, they celebrate because no longer they'll be tortured. That's it. I wasn't interested in any of this, but still managed to top every semester. Couldn't let my dad down. My parents have a good image. And I should keep that 
"You have to make friends. Perhaps, you'll meet someone in the party, you know.." oh. I know what does he mean.
"Uh.." I looked down, peeking at the rose earring.