The Invisible String

Staring at the ceiling, wondering how things turned out this way. I mean it all started with him, because of HIM my life was miserable and yet I can’t even get away with it. I tried to remain calm. Wondering if this is just a dream; more like a nightmare. In times like this, I need to meditate and pray- you know “Seven days without prayer makes one weak” - that’s how I survived for 22 years. I looked outside and admired the peaceful scenery of this place, “Breathe in and breathe out”. I felt the wind as it brushed my face. Whoosh, Nothing beats the clean air in this province.  That’s right! I came here to relax and enjoy myself without him- and why am I even thinking of him in the first place? I slapped my forehead, maybe I'd gone crazy. I nodded slightly, I should focus more on God, my family, friends, and my career and not on an enigmatic maniac! I decided to ask my mother to distract myself. “Mom! "I'd like to go hiking, please." I need to smile and show her the excitement written all over my face so that she will be guilty- “No! You can't, you'll sprain your ankle or worse, fall, so just stay here, okay? ” I thought that would work, drawbacks to being an artist. I guess? "I'm not a baby Mom, and I don't have anything to do here," I said while making a pretty-pretty-please-face. "It's still not." "But the weather is nice, it's completely safe, and I'll ask a friend to accompany me? I used hand gestures to show her that it was going to be fine. They say actions speak louder than words. I'm just giving it a try. I gave her an awkward smile to relieve the tension because she seemed so serious. "All right, just get back here before 5:00." "Thank you," I said as I ran up to my room, I put on clothes fit for hiking and I called my friend Brianna, but she didn’t answer. I called her again for the 2nd time. "kring" "kring" And finally, someone picked it up. “Hey Girl, where are you?”" You’re supposed to arrive here at 2:30, right?” I can’t hide the excitement in my voice, she’s my long-term friend that I haven’t met for years. “Hey! I apologize for being late; my car broke down, it's flat, and there's a low signal here, so I can't really hear you. Good thing someone helped me along the way. " “OK just be here before 4:00, B-" “It’s done”, a familiar husky voice interrupted Bri. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I can feel the coldness in his voice, but I'm not sure if it's him. “Oh! Thank you so much for your help. How can I repay you back?" “You don’t have to” - “Then may I ask for your name and number?; maybe I could buy you something the next time we meet." I can hear their conversation, she hadn’t ended the call yet. This girl, really... Isn't it enough that she already has a lot of numbers listed on her phone? And mostly from boys. I listened to their conversation, curious about what might happen next.  “Ken" As soon as I heard the name, I ended the call. "phew" I sighed with relief upon knowing the truth. I thought he'd follow me here when I was miles apart. ------30 minutes later------ I heard loud footsteps, and because the floor is wooden, you can tell who is there by their footsteps. "Where are you, Athena?" I went outside to show her that I was only inside my room. I double-checked to see if she was still the Brianna I knew. “Bri! It's nice to see you, you look-" “Different? "I know, this is the trend nowadays." Her hair is shorter than mine; like mullet hair. She is wearing a V-neck top with mom's jeans and a chain bag on her shoulders. She looks good! Her skin is fair compared to mine, but you can still tell that she's a model. The perfect structure of her face made her look gorgeous with any hair. We went into my room to unwind for a while; it was awkward because no one dared to talk. Its been years and a lot has changed. She shifted her gaze on me and stared at me for a long time, as if she wanted to say something, but she was having a debate with herself about whether to tell me or not. "You can tell me anything, I'm still your friend even though we haven't met for years and we are already on our separate ways. I'm still here. I'm just on the other side." I faced her and she just laughed. My eyebrows furrowed as her laugh became louder and louder. "You're still the Athena Jolie I know. I thought you'd changed. Good thing you're still in there "mah frend." I snapped my fingers, eagerly waiting for her to open up. "You see that guy who helped me? I've never met anyone like him before. He's the first one to dump me. He didn't even give me his number. " - My eyes are focused on her so that she will know that I am listening. "You might think that it's just a small problem, but for me it's bigger than my house. So it keeps on bothering me. Why would he help me in the first place? If he's not interested in me? Is he not interested in girls, then maybe he's gay? If he is, then he's the prettiest guy I've ever seen. He is too knockout to be a gay." I just listened to her rants, it's not a problem to begin with, but I can't tell her that. That guy, how lucky he is. He caught her attention. How blessed is that guy- to be acknowledged by a famous model. “ No wonder you sounded different on the phone when you talked to him”. I gave her a teasing look, she just glared at me but she couldn't hide the smile that escaped from her face. " I actually took a picture of him before you called; that's why I didn't pick it up because I was busy finding the right angle where I could picture all of his features. I just sighed, I mean what can I do? "Let me see then, you really made an effort to take a picture of him, so let's see if he is that attractive. I'll rate him, if he's not even worthy of a rate from 8-10 , you'll move on and delete this picture from him... Get that?" I can't help but be sarcastic. I think this is the only way I can help her. Move on. " Understood, but you have to be honest and fair." She tapped something on her phone's album and showed me the picture. I couldn't see clearly so I zoomed in. My hands began to shake as memories flooded in when I saw him. "He's handsome, right?" I can feel his aura from here. That cold mischievous stare, 'lub dub' I think my heart is going berserk. I went outside to get some water and collect my thoughts. It's him! I exhaled heavily. I'm sure of it. Why am I always caught up with him? I felt like I was running in circles only to find my way back to him. Why did he lie about his name? Why is he here? I touched my forehead, I was worrying too much, there were a lot of questions in my head, and I couldn't even solve even a single one. Now it feels like I'm tied with him. Is there any invisible string?