Previously
I gave a sadden sigh though melted at Sophia confession. Still I couldn't help but dim that I didn't get her anything for today. "I 'ope I could 'ave given you somez'ing for today, I'm sorry."
"Worry not, mon ange, there's always more Mouthsaries for you to make-up with." I was content at hearing that from Sophia and was happy to deliver a kiss that I've wanted to give. She made the night unforgettable.
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『Sophia』
I was starting over, enrolling once again to pass third grade in the age of 10 for my recovery was needed to be ensured to progress right, medicines and countless tablets, I was really excited for this chance to meet new people other than the people in the hospital hall, or nurses, or even the old people that was so kind to talk to me once in a while.
When Dr. Alan –yes he's been my doctor throughout the years but he appeared halfway through Doctor Lento observation of me –had encourage my mother to let me try-out for the world and school seem to be the first thing to come in her mind. She was really hesitated, worried for my health and for the world she will be introducing to me.
It turns out to be really weird for me, being the oldest among every classmate, and I felt really... outcast since the young felt hesitated to talk to me. Therefore, I've become really quiet and observant, also using teachers' lectures as a distraction to this feeling. My only chances to talk to my classmate were whenever we were partnered. Though this boy, Noah, he really did talk to me. I wasn't really welcome by anyone else than him, I was even mocked for being two years old older than them but Noah didn't do that to me. He befriended me and understands me and... he was charming I admit.
He was also weird, even the teachers of the whole school didn't like him any bits. He was... in any sense, insane, but I didn't believe that. "I'm different, and they can't handle that." He quoted to me then, "But you're different too, you wouldn't be here with me if you're aren't." and I've believed him. "So... with you, my world had begun to turn beautiful."
I was keen to have him as my friend... but this need blinded me when he begins to act strange. Not my Noah-you're-my-friend strange but Noah-what-did-you-do strange. At first, there were dead rabbits scattered in the hall with their... insides out. I believed him when he said it wasn't him... even though I knew his collection of rabbits in his household.
Then, he told me it wasn't him that loosens the screw of each swings of the school's playground of the preschoolers' side of the campus, 5 students were reported hurt, one had his bones broken because of the impact of his fall. I believed Noah over the gossips.
This gone on for half of the year –even adults wasn't safe with his doings, he says it was a prank but I wasn't brave enough to say it wasn't funny –and maybe it was my fear of being outcast again; having no friend would lead me... alone again. So I believed him when he said it wasn't him when I knew it was; it was a lie he coated with innocent smile.
But... then, before we moved on to fourth grade. He was reported missing with a 7 years old found dead in the playground, her anatomy told there were assault of rape, her chest rip open because of the constant dug of a knife.
I knew it was him... but I lied to protect the friendship I believed on.
It was then why I hated the thought of lying or having to lie about something, especially being lied on.
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I woke up with a start like the other day and I jerk up, gasping. I look around, seeing my dream fades and let Pamela's –our room greet me. The –now painted red walls –room was dim with the time being 3 AM, the hour where I will wake startled and sweating.
I've been experiencing constant nightmare –well, having to relive flashback from Nemesis' memories that is, well now I think of it, I guess they're kind of mine as well –and having to feel like suffocating when I'm at it isn't really a good feeling. It started on July and now that's summer had just started yesterday, it had been a month since this begun to bug me and that Kevin had been gone without returning my attempts of contacts.
Someone groaned and Pamela sat up as she rubs the sleepiness off her eyes. "Fifi," she groaned, "are you okay? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing," I shuttered, not wanting to worry my maiden about this matter, "j-just some freaky dream." I added, hoping this would assure the blonde back to sleep.
"Hmm... you've been 'aving zem for a... while now." Pamela dozed off, though there was worried in her voice. But as if realization something, Pamela's eyes open up fully, "Are you okay?" and she inquired then.
"Oui," I nodded, hoping Pamela likes of my French would distract her but this I failed at as the girl reach out to cup my face, her oceanic eyes felt like they were showering me with question that I tried to not know. "Come on now, let's go back to sleep."
I pulled the girl back to the bed and nuzzled to the crook of her neck to avoid facing her out of guilt. Not that I was lying since I've told the truth, only did it lack of description, but never less, it was what it is... a dream. But perhaps my uncertainty was obvious that Pamela begins to hum, and quickly, I was brought into realm of peace, knowing what the song was for.
"Do you remember the days?
Where all was for your praise
And that I have a place –
Place inside your heart that you say you would never replace.
It was your face,
That I will always see first thing in the morning,
It always bring me thrills,
Simply with the knowledge of you being my darling."
And it made my heart dwell with happiness, for upon the confirmation that Pamela and I knew each other before my incident and her departure to France, she had been sharing tales about us, what we've done and shared our likings. For an instance, she and I listen to the same songs, she said, and she let me listen to albums that existed then in our youth.
"We had weep; have we had dreamed of fatal causes
But it's always you where I return to like always,
We fought the danger of our love,
But never once did it shove for we always share a love that neither will toss
Away, away, away
We had run away together for we're partners in love."
Pamela kept on singing, doing a hum after the chorus and then continued with the verse with her practiced voice;
"Dreams had gone on, we had succeed darling
But never had we felt boring
Your love was always daring.
Barefoot on the grass, we dance like children do
Without a song to rhyme with but it can do
It was sweet but never sickening
Sweetest melody, it was your voice that's colliding
-with the song of dreams on the radio
When I realize it was true, I was ready to go!
Away, just to be with you."
She sang the chorus again and Pamela begin to caress my scalp to relax me, which it did, and I finally lean away to hear her voice better, to watch how her eyes dazzle in delight in this action of mine. And her voice never felt boring, always so majestic and I'm keen to hear it. She begins the bridge;
"And now, I'm glad my feelings weren't put aside,
As we stand together, me as your bride,
And you'd smile with pride,
It was for me, my source of delight
As we wed, then again, to run away,
Had our love gone on within those days
But never did it thin, gone and away...
We were partners in love, and in love we'll be partners again.
Take me away."
It was funny to think of my princess as a siren, with that voice of course it could be true! I was charmed and hypnotized by her eyes, her kisses and angelic voice, and by how depth her heart can go on, loving me long before I did.
Pamela had no chance to sing any further when my eager lips clash with hers in surprise. At first it was awkward, triggering my giggles and hers when our teeth brushes but that wasn't minded when our kiss turns magical again.
It always takes my breath away.
Slumber must have gone quick for Pamela while I stay awake then, failing to return to the darkness and dreams. I'm uncertain that my dreams would be a pleasant trip so I decided to give myself something to nosh on; perhaps my ice-creams would do the work.
So without further due, I moved up from the bed and had stroll to the hall, to the stairs and into the empty kitchen, dim too dark that I had to tap the wall for the light switch, succeeding on that, I open the fridge for my quest.
I had picked up one container and quickly, I felt its weight lighter than the other one. When I pull it close to inspect, I've taken the note stick to it.
"(;-;) I'm sorry; I tried not to do it... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) but that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy eating it–S.W"
It said. I then, in a rush, open the container to see that the ice cream had been eaten and that the bits of it seem suspicious to eat. Breathe in, breathe out, that's it, just take deep breath and don't kill your best friend. He's Sora... my best friend; yes that's it, breathe in and out.
Fuck it.
I took out my phone then and took a photo of Sora's little note and DM it to him with the caption of "You have failed me as a friend so I can never forgive you for this. You will feel my wrath Sora Walker!" and had angrily pout while at it.
As I was comfortable with a mouthful of ice cream, I pick up my phones again and had gone through my contacts as an entertainment. I've then look through our exchange messages that contain my 'text wall' that I've send to him in hope to reach Kevin.
"Kev, the gang wanted to have a road trip again! I was hoping we go to Florida, wadya think?"
"Hey, I promised Pamela she'd come along and she wants too so you may come back home without us there... and also, she said you're in
Canada? What the hell are you doing there? Please tell me you didn't have another drunken trip there. Text me back dork."
"Okay, we decided to check out the Myrtle Beach, check it
*Set of different photos*
"Haha! Kev, we caught Jason gawking at Nicole in those bikinis! Finally caught him on the act"
"Lol See those girls with the Greenfield twins? Sora made a bet with the twins about getting some girls' number but the twin were the one to get it hahaha. Sora was tease about it and he excused that he wasn't even 'trying' lmao"
"Yaz look so feminine rt?? he really look so gay in every photo"
"omg look at Chris, he's being constantly hit by guys lol he's too adorable."
"The gang and I hope you and Carlos were here with us, Kev."
It's been a month since he was gone. No returned calls or messages that say anything of his state. But I bear with his non-present friendship and still wait, it's not like this is the first time he was gone all the sudden and the difference now is that I have Pamela to report several details of his well being.
Pamela assured he was fine whenever I get gloomy about his absent, says that they're mother required this doing out of him to teach Kevin the discipline their mother fancy on doing. There were expenses that he needed to do in favor of their mother, she said. I couldn't bring myself to question what she meant, or even ask what had her busy as well these past few days.
Though I'm utterly happy with Pamela and that she's everything to me, my mind always drifts to the wonders of my friend. I don't like him gone. He's a part of me as I hope that I am to him and with Kevin out of my sight, I feel that there's something wrong going on that I don't know of.
But I trust him. I trust Pamela.
Pamela was –maybe she isn't doing it in conscious –filling the empty spot in my heart. Loving me when I felt down and uncertain, tells the words of unselfishness adoration so that the voices in my head would settle down and do much for me that no one had gone on.
Sora was right; I was deeply in love... like a fool.
But as days gone on, after the 2 weeks of Kevin's disappearance, Pamela had started to excuse herself from our afternoon reading, going on about her father had ask that she'd prepare the family's business campaign before he visit.
It was funny though, to see the girl so eager to please her father she loved dearly but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt me. I know, I'm acting like a spoiled brat, but I feel really lonely with Sora been working on his uncle's shop to earn enough money. For what, he didn't tell. Jason, with his father on town, was restraint and watched that he couldn't offer any company as well.
The Hideout had been the only place for my source of company. Thank God Chloe was here with me, she was saving me from loneliness with her cheerful schemes and jokes that I almost feel not-so-lonely.
I feel left out, yes, but never less, I understand. Everybody has a life going on and they had to indulge to their responsibility and progress. I did that too, doing my assignments and any school work required done early to pass the time and all.
But what did made me think of Pamela as strange is that her persistent of me going home to mom and spend time with my sisters despite the fact that I am doing that in each other day.
Yes, like any other people, I thought of possibilities that our relationship was shifting –Hercules had brought the thoughts, saying about my love seeing someone and I wanted to break the boy's bone for accusing Pamela so, but his words did roam in my mind once in a while –but I put that thought aside, I trust Pamela completely and it makes me feel bad to start assuming things about her.
It would be ungrateful of me to think such thing without any proof to test after all. Pamela had been nothing but passionate, an understanding partner, and her caring ways had been my proof of her love for me.
I made sure that the blonde knows I'm willing to listen, to help and give aid, and I'm certain she know that. But whenever we step into the topic of Kevin –with my habit of observing –she'd be nervous but façade it. The blonde must haven't yet pick up my ability to read people well, that her body language yells sign of her uncertainty and defense in her words was all being pick up.
She's hiding something.
I want to know, answer it would be or not.
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It was afternoon and I was hanging out in the empty house with my mom and older sister working and Mia busy with her studies. It was 1 AM and only did I decide to call Sora in hope that he'll save me from boredom. After the fifth ring, the boy finally pick up his phone and slurred a "What's up?"
Wanting to give a sarcastic answer for the stupid question, I blurt out "The ceiling of my room." jokingly.
"Har-har," Sora faked a laugh, "what do you want anyway?"
"My knight in shining armor to save me from this beast called boredom and bring me to the movies." was my dramatic statement, giving a small cry to make my act more realistic.
Sora faked a gasp this time, belting "I will save you from such beast, princess, so worry not; I shall be there after an hour so that I could prepare for the battle!"
"Hurry my sweet prince, and do get a fashion advice in your way to the cinema!"
He and I shared a moment of laughter, finding humor of our play but after a bit, he asked "Is Jason coming along?"
"I actually haven't called him yet; don't know if he'd go with us since Mr. Pe is here."
"Well, I'd see if I can convince him though. Imma finish my shift first though."
"That would be rad. See ya in the snack bar, sounds good?"
"Yep, see ya."
And then I hang up.
I feel really hesitated suddenly, knowing the plan that I've formed. Sora probably knows something, about Kevin or something. The boy was never the one to be good at hiding secrets; the right keys would have him spilling them without notice.
Would that make me a bad friend? Taking advantage of that trait of his... well, it's not like I'm sure he really knows something and I feel really lonely, I'd just wing the day.
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I've waited not so long before Sora arrived. It was obvious the brunet didn't succeed on having Jason to tag along when he greeted me with only himself as my pending company. Quickly then, with our stomach grumbling to be fed, we got inside the snack bar and ordered.
He ordered a slice of Hawaiian pizza, extra crispy fries with water as his drinks. I had some jumbo hotdog and Mac' n Cheese, also French fries and mango shake as my drink. We were very hungry apparently.
"What?" was my question despite my shock for the news that Sora just told. "Why the hell you didn't talk to her then?"
Sora had confessed something to me, and it took my whole control not to shower the brunet with question that's needed to be answered right away. He told me about his crush, and this kind of conversation is a rare thing that goes between us! I was surprise and giddy and desperate for more information.
"I got shy, okay! She was too busy talking to someone anyway and I needed to head to practice, I was gonna be late." He explained before taking a bite of his burger.
"How long has this been going on, Sora? I can't believe you didn't tell me!" I dictated, "And next time, man up. Don't hesitate, talk to her. Who knows right? You may just get her saying yes."
Sora nodded, wiping the mess on his face with a tissue. "I know, I've made that mistake once, I'm not making it again."
I gasp "What?" in surprise. When I progressed that Sora had like a girl before this mysterious one now, I couldn't help but chanted "Dude, dude, dude, you're kidding me right?!"
"Nah..." he sighs, a sudden sadness on his eyes as he looks upon me. "I waited for courage but end up being too late when she begun liking someone."
"Jelly and you didn't fight for her?" I received no answer then as the boy continued on munching on his food. "What the hell, Sora that is just so... it's unacceptable!" I witness Sora's eyes looking down, alerting from mine and put his focus on chewing his food, a sign that's he's refusing to talk. "Well... at least tell me how long you've liked the girl."
"I don't know..." he shrugs his shoulder adding "before we've met?"
Hearing this confession, I couldn't help but belted "That long!?" loudly that caught some of the customers' attention. Upon the sudden eyes looking at me in confuse, I couldn't help but cleared my throat and settle back into my seat in embarrassment. "Seriously, you've fancy a girl that long?" I inquired in a whisper, feeling caution that I may gain people's attention.
"Yeah, but I found out that she recently got courted and boom, she's in love with someone else that I can't match but don't worry, I think I got a chance with the ginger though."
"Wait, she's ginger?" With his eyes widen and sudden nervous stance, I got my answer. Of course! That's why Sora was so nervous in Science and it's all because of... "Hmph, I think I know who you like." I slurred teasingly, grinning madly at the now blushing brunet.
"Don't even," Sora glared and feasts on his fries then. "I want to do this myself Sofie, don't."
"Just promise me you'd make a move on her this time, Sora. I really can't believe you did that though, letting someone else take the chance of loving the girl you've fancy for..." I counted the years, "six years? But you said before we've met so maybe seven! Who is she by the way?"
Having to wipe his messy face again with the tissue, Sora simply beamed me a smile, though it felt as if it was force. A hint of sadness in that smile brought feelings in me, twisting my stomach as he said "Someone." without further introduction.
Taking a long sip of my mango shake and eating the last piece of my hotdog, I then excused myself for the bathroom, warning the boy from touching my Mac 'n Cheese even though he'd eat it either way.
There was only two stall and I check the first one and it was occupied and when I was about to check the second one, the door flew open and slammed me in the face. The force was hard enough to make my nose bleeds, I had to lean into the wall to keep my balance still –my eyes blacken there for a bit –and the suspect, a celadon eyes maiden, quickly gasp "Oh my Gosh!" as her deeds done its work to me.
The girl, at the sight of me checking my liquid dripping on my hand, hurried to get tissues and quickly give aid, wiping and attempted to push some into my nostril but I halted her, saying "D-don't panic." that stops her. I use my thumb and forefinger to pinch my nose hard, preventing any blood from coming out.
"A-are you okay?" the girl inquired with hesitation, still holding the tissues up, readying them if it was needed more.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine... f-fine?" I was kick out of my mind at the sight of those pale virid eyes that had me gasping at the sight of them. I take it all in, the way her jet black hair was clipped, tamed and looking so soft. She stood in the same height as me, though it was perhaps because of the heel of her shoes.
"Like to stare this much?" A voice, gentle tone and carefully spoken, spoke and it took a moment to realize that the damsel in front of me was the one to break the silent I wasn't aware of. She smirks, knowing she had me speechless at the moment.
"I-I'm sorry, I was just..." I tried to explain but thought that I had nothing to say, it was obvious that I am staring at her. I thought of excusing myself then, to clean the blood that probably had stained in my face before any sees and that I did.
Of course, I check if my nose was okay and had stop producing red and when it was safe, I lean into the sink and watched my face –the eyes that follows me was making me feel weird and all.
I hiss a little as I check if my nose was broken or not but it seem that it was just hurting because of the impact of the door in my face. "This is quite ironic." I mumbled to myself upon the remembrance of my first meeting with Pamela that day in the Plaza. As I thought of that, I actually forgot that I had a company. The girl hums –only then I realize the green eye girl was still present –and I look upon the mirror to see her doing a thinking stance as she tap her index finger in her chin and her other free hand tapping her chest. I asked "W-what is it?"
The girl, as if snapping out of her thought, smiled with mischief. "It just my heart," she started, "it's sudden gone. Did you steal it?"I got the message the girl was flirting with me, her grin says that, and I couldn't help but grin myself, finding the timing amusing.
I gave out a chuckle, commenting "That's... really corny, but never less, very funny. Well for someone who just almost broke my nose that is."
She chortle and I join her then, drying my hands before checking the situation of my nose. It's really a wonder why I haven't broken it with that type of hit but was glad that I haven't got any fatal incident.
A phone call interrupted our fun and the girl picks her phone out and pout, "Sorry, miss badass, I have to go, my friends are calling me." She informed and I frown, wondering why I was called in such way.
As if reading my thought, the girl pointed at the shirt and I felt stupid, forgetting that my red shirt had 'Miss Badass is here' printed in it. "Y- Yeah..." was my disappointed sigh.
"Sorry about... that," She pointed out her doing. "I'm really and I mean I'm really Claustrophobia and all and had rushed out. I didn't know that you'd be there."
"No, it's okay." I shrug. "You can go by the way; I'd hate to spoil your friend's patience."
Though she was hesitated a bit, the black-headed girl "Alright, thanks!" chipped, headed towards the exit when I called out for her.
"I didn't catch your name."
The black-headed girl glances over her shoulder, giving me a sly- but a fucking attractive –smile as she stated with confidence that "That's because I didn't throw it." and winked before continuing her track.
I was left there speechless.
I return to the booth where Sora waits after I was done in the restroom, only to see the boy eating my Mac 'n Cheese without even trying to hide. I chuckled softly, "Those are mine, you know."
With a shrug and a smug grin, Sora countered that "You were taking your time, and I'm still hungry."
Sora was kind enough to give me leftovers that I declined, "Just finish it." and I sat down again to eat my –now cold –French fries. He and I shared it, just to finish it just in time for the movie to start. "Come on, the movie isn't going to wait for us." I beckon us.
"What are we gonna watch, anything new?"
"I don't know dork, I haven't look but I hope they have this new Disney movie, the trailer was awesome."
"What?" Sora inquired with narrowed eyes, eyeing me in disbelief. "Seriously, you won't ask what I would prefer to watch. There's this new release of the movie series I've been interest in. Let's watch that instead!"
"Who's the one paying for the tickets and the after snacks?" I countered with a pout.
Sora sighs, though he did roll his eyes at me. "For the food, I shall make sacrifices."
Sora and I look for our seats and got comfortable. In the end, Sora had convinced me to watch the movie he liked and we got teased by the guy in the counter about us being one of the cutest 'couple' he had served. Sora and I just got along with it.
Though, the event did lead me thinking of Kevin and our past encounters as such this. I really miss him. Anyway, our seats were far behind because the brunet prefer to see the whole screen without having his neck aching and I just sat with him there, much more interest in my popcorns than the 'epic battle', as Sora had quoted, going on in the wide screen.
Though, the boy's vibrating jubilant did affected me, he gave me several details that somehow made me watch the movie with him and was happy to know one of the heroine protagonist had taken a liking for one of the maidens of her enemy. The affair was subtle that no one, even the girl's father, had noticed it until the end of the battle! Oh, this I'm into.
Sora, after the movie had ended, share some of the moments he find amusing. He told that he understand the best friend of the heroine, who fancy her since they've met and had been royal to the girl until the end, even when the heroine had feel in love with someone else. "That was some real stuff there." He said.
We've decided, since it was the closest, to hang in Starbucks.
"Alright, so I was hanging out with Jay yesterday, finally got away from his dad, and suddenly someone called him." Sora rambles, taking a long sip of his latte before continuing "After the call, Jason bailed on me saying he needed to go. It was really weird 'cause he said he needed to go to the hospital and when I asked why, he just shrugs it off."
Sora, bless his soul, had been bubbling about the things I've missed the few days either of us were unable to hang all together. "What do you think happened?" I pondered.
The brunet shrugs, having a bite of his muffin. "Don't know, though... I accidentally –" I raised an eyebrow at his chosen word, suspecting falsehood "—eavesdrop on him on the phone and heard something 'bout Kevin being okay." I was still upon that report.
Kevin...
There was sudden ringing in my ears as I begin to breathe heavily as I try to calm.
"He's really acting weird, Jason I mean." Sora continued on, not taking noticed of me. "Always busy, this isn't him at all, even with his pops home! He'd do this face," Sora tried to mimic Jason distressed and regretful features, "but he'll deny and excused that's his having small problem with Mr. Pe, which again, isn't him at all. He never give a shit 'bout his pops!"
Sinking into this information, questions filled my thoughts as well, seeking and connecting dots to pinpoint something and with a conclusion, my voice formed "What are they hiding?" in mumbled sound but he heard, just like always.
"I don't... know, it's just everyone is acting weird lately. It's just me and you. Even Carlos was acting suspicious, he's acting distant and all and I know he knows something I don't." Sora shrugs, our food forgotten. I cannot bring myself to reply, or change the topic; I just stared into the table though my eyes see through it. "Look, I can't keep this in any longer." The brunet started. "Days ago, I caught Jason in a fight with Pamela over the phone. I caught Jason throw several words like 'cancer' and 'surgery' and stuff. Jay wanted me to keep quiet about it..."
It was the last straw.
I jerk up and likely run into some people in my way to exit; behind me were Sora's apologies to those people and his attempts to catch up. I hop into my motor, dictating the brunet to "Come on!" as I start the engine in one spike. I throw him my extra helmet and when he was settled in, I drove.
I was driving over the limit, feeling impatience and frustrated with how things had turned. I knew just where to go. "H-hey, slow down, you'll get us in trouble!" was Sora's warning and with several self-scolding, I slow down in the limit.
I parked and rush in, finding Gin, a nurse that I've become friends with, on the nurse station. The boy was a good person, sassy and can step in the line with jokes, but he's testing my patience! "Look, Ginny, I'm not in the mood for jokes and tricks. Tell me which room Kevin Jr. Irriano is confined." I dictated, gritting my teeth in attempt not to yell.
As the commotion gone on, one with authorized voice questioned "What's going on here?" that taken me by surprise. I turn to see Doctor Alan standing there, his hazel eyes studying us. "Miss Miami," he greeted with formality, always in a business manner, "Mister Walker, what brought you two here in this fine day?"
"Doc," Gin called out to report "they were asking for some classified information and I've been trying to tell that to them."
"Concerning...?" Doctor Alan trailed off in question. Gin had lean in to whisper to the man, obviously, about my urgent matters. "Ah yes," The man nodded with a pleasant smile, though it was small seeing how tired he was. I reckon because of his night shift. "Thank you, Mister Nax, for doing as you've been advised but for future use, I'll inform that Miss Miami is a close fellow to the Irriano's, just so to spare the trouble."
I wanted to laugh at how Gin had looked, though I refrain on doing that knowing how well it will affect him. It wasn't a secret that Gin has a man crush on Dr. Alan, well except the man himself. Being a handsome doctor and being dense at the same time isn't really a good combination.
Soon, we were escorted by the doctor himself and Sora was quiet. He apologized –perhaps thinking that I'd inform the events to Pamela –about my confrontation with Ginny Nax but gave relief when I assured him that it gave no foul.
He then pointed that, after our trip in the elevator, which room I was searching and that it was in the end of the hall after taking a left turn. Sora excused himself, wanting to check out one of the vending machine we've passed, and said he'd wait for me.
I didn't get why he didn't want to get inside with me but let him be, I needed to come face to face to whoever was in the room. The door made a soft crack, not loud but enough to alert anyone in the room but it was empty, except to the one resting into the bed.
Light blonde, shoulder length hair, I almost thought it was Pamela but upon closer look, the hair was medium shaded of blonde so it was no-no. 'Wait, what the hell... did I get the wrong room?' was my thoughts.
But despite my instinct to get out of the room to save myself from the embarrassment, I was stunned as the girl shift to lie on her back and her face was clear to me then. Her face was quite childish, slight chubby cheeks, and has those innocent features that I find quite adorable. Though there were hints of familiarity that was pulling my legs.
"I'd say staring is quite a creepy way of waking someone, you know."
I panic then, witnessing the girl woke and her eyes landed on me. Her honey paired eyes stared at me as she gave me a smile, a teasing one, as she watch me gape and fidget uncomfortably because of the fact that I entered someone else room.
"W-who are yo-you?" I shuttered, silently cursing at how my voice had gone on.
"Don't you think, in this situation here, that I should be asking you that?"
I was dumbfounded and yet again, embarrass as I flushed in scarlet. "O-oh," was my attempt of speech. Clearing my throat, I introduce, "Sophia. I-I'm sorry for intruding, I-I was misguided and may have picked the wrong room."
Would you take it badly if I walk out now? I thought of adding but to see the girl beam slightly, though she's still sleepy I think, made me shut up for a bit. I really feel like I know this kid somewhere.
"Lovely." was her reply.
"Thank you...?"
"It's Lovely," she said again and I may have expressed my confusion without being subtle when she explained "My name, it's Lovely." that had me gaping again. I feel stupid then, lecturing myself for misunderstanding her introduction.
"O-oh, y-yes of course, I didn't –" I faked a cough, truly in the full embarrassed mode. The girl, Lovely as her name, had attempt to sat up and without warning, just my instinct kicking in, I help her out, fixing the pillows to help her in the position of sitting up.
"Thank you." She says, softly, giving me a toothy smile. She gave a cough then, suddenly wincing and I give her space, backing away. When taking notice of my worried glances she assured "I'm okay, it's just a fever and a little headache. Nice to meet you, by the way, despite how... and I'd shake your hand, but I'd reckon you'd rather not."
"I take pleasure in meeting you either way, and again, I'm sorry for this."
Lovely shake her head no, "It's quite alright, we all get lost sometimes." I hum in agreement and had taken her image in once again to attempt to solve my pending thoughts. She looks so familiar, it just I'm not certain that I've meet her before and surprisingly, it seem that I wasn't the only one feeling like so when she asked "Have we met before, by any chance?"
"I thought so but I'm certain that I'd remember such beauty if I did."
My compliment made her chuckled, stating "Quite a charmer you are, never less, thank you."
With a smile, I shrug saying "I only speak the truth," as I witness her yawn. "Oh Jelly, I forgot! You must need to rest; I –umm –leave you to it, yeah?"
"Hmm," it was her disappointed response as she leans in tiredly into the softness of the pillow behind her, "I was enjoying the company, but you must be in a hurry finding whoever you're looking for so I cannot keep you here, much to my dismay."
My smile hasn't faltered and it hasn't yet as I feel flattered by her statement but she was right, I still need to find Kevin. But before I go, I offered that "I can visit again, if you wish." that Lovely's attention, and she rose her eyebrow at me. "The feeling's mutual after all, you make me feel levity."
"It's a deal then, I'd see you around then?"
"You have my word." was my promise as I turn and do a little wave as I headed to the door. Surprisingly, it opens itself while I was few feet away and I didn't expect to be face to face with her.
And without much reason, I felt anger rising in me. It wasn't mine –well, knowing that Nemesis is me and all makes it my own emotion but still, I can't seem to consider that fact true yet –but Nemesis', that's for sure, and the first word that came into mind was 'Traitor.'