The beauty of love

Home sweet Home

ANNA

As we walked through the checkpoint, I started telling Roi about everything that happened on the plane. And all this while I wondered what dufface’s name could be. As I got into the car, I saw him walk past me and give me a smooch. Roi told him to back off and I was so happy he did but I could feel there was more to the shouting than just trying to protect me. Thinking about what new hospital room they would design for me, Roi decided we go to Sarah’s place (my second bestie).

“See, the reason why I snapped so hard at that boy is that he’s the qb of the Wolf’s team and I can’t help but think that he has an ulterior motive for meeting you. I don’t want anything to ever happen to you and also I’ve heard a lot about him so please”

“Hey, how come I don’t know him?”

“It’s because during our games you spend your time buried in that little book of yours” He looked me in the eye as if this depended on his life. I figured out the best thing to do was to stay in my best friend’s good book. “Oh, I need you to remember that we are playing against the wolves this Saturday. I’ll bring you my chain and shirt”

“Did you wash it” I asked cos last time he didn’t and I had to wear a not so clean jersey for a football match. “And then why can’t Lily wear it?”

“Ri, you know the rules. First of all, it is YOUR duty to wear the shirt because we are best friends and you have to always support your bestie during an occasion. Secondly, you are the one that always wear the shirt so shouldn’t it be your duty and if you were listening few days back you would already know that I broke up with Lily”

“Oh, right. Sorry about that” I said as I rubbed his shoulders

“Don’t be. She said I spent too much time with you and at your house and asked me to create more time and then I said no”

“How could you. That poor girl” Honestly, I was kinda happy. I never really liked the fact that Roi was dating and was going to spend time with another girl apart from me. I never really understood I was feeling this way. I’ve had Roi all to myself for the past 16 years and could never really understand why I can’t bear to see him with another girl.

“You and I know that I never liked her and then I could clearly see that you didn’t and another of one of our rules says that we shouldn’t date without our bestie’s approval”

“And that’s why we haven’t had a date in the last 7 years” I looked at him sarcastically. We are always having problems with each other’s dates so we figured out the best thing to do was not to date, but I started hearing rumors so I pushed him to Lily.

“But come to think of it, we are happy that way and I don’t want anybody coming in between the both of us”

“Enough of the sweet talk…wait a minute. How come you were at my house.”

“Heyyyyy Ri, I come to your house every single day”. He was hiding something and I know it. He has creases on his head and he hasn’t entirely answered my question.

“Spillllllll”

“There’s nothing talk about. Oh hey, we’re home” Welcome to my boring house where nothing ever happens well except from when Sarah and Roi come around to play. Sometimes I wonder why those two are my friends. They are both very popular. For instance, Roi is the captain of the football team and he has won academic award of the year 5 times straight and then there’s Sarah who has won honors award for 3 years and was head cheerleader and then it kinda makes me feel like the dummy. After all, Roi could have as many friends as he wants but yet he chooses to spend his time with me…Sarah too. I don’t get it cos I’m really a burden. I have this weird sickness since I was 10. I tend to threw up consistently and sometimes or most of the time I spend my life on drip (but not recently tho). Which means that my room practically looks like a hospital but I had a feeling it was going to change.

As I stepped out of the car, I could already feel the vibrations of the thousands of cousins and well-wishers that has come to see me. It happens every holiday. I tend to get a lot of visits from children, people from the hospital and from sadists who think I’m gonna die soon (well technically they aren’t wrong. If they can’t find a cure to my sickness in a year time, I may die cos these meds are apparently destroying my liver). Apparently, I’m he longest living survivor of a sickness called “constollations” it’s an illness caused by a virus called constol. It eats up my internal organs and esophagus and that’s why I throw up all the time. Some scientist created some drugs to reduce the pace of the virus but nobody has been believed to live up to 5 years but surprisingly I’ve been living with this disease for the last 7 years which makes the scientists wonder why (and believe me when I say they haven’t come up with the right solution). And I did hear that they have a new intern who they feel is getting closer to the cure.

Anyway…after so many hugs here and there, greetings, dancing, eating, playing, Roi led me to my boring med room. As I opened the door my heart leapt for joy. This wasn’t the regular hospital room I knew; this was a better civilized room. It was so arranged, organized and technologically advanced that if a person that didn’t know me walked into my room, they will think of me like a normal teenager. I hugged Roi cos I knew this was his doing. The room was magnificent. One touch of a button and my meds will disappear, or the one that could remove my drip in less than a minute. I didn’t even know what to say, I just grabbed the face of Roi and gave him a peck on his head.

“Now you can post insta photos and you can have other teens come up and see you” I never liked posting about my sick life on insta. It made me feel like I needed pity from other people which made Roi and Sarah have no insta and twitter account. Since they practically stayed with me all the time, they obeyed my wishes and never did go social. They’ve done a lot for me and yet I haven’t done anything for them. Makes me look like a bad person.

“Um… Ri, we have an event we are going for tomorrow”

“What’s that?” I asked curiously as I collected his ice-cream and licked it.

“Oh, c’mon…I just got that”

“What’s the event knucklehead”

“It’s called the boygirl games “He said with a gleam in his eyes.

“What’s that?”

“So, you mean to tell me that with all the books you’ve read you’ve never heard of the boyfriend games”