Ameylia White
Dance Hall
7:30 pm
"Ameylia?" I almost jumped from where I was standing. I turned up quickly to see who called me, ignoring the water dripping from my face. It was break time and before I got here, inside the wash room of the hall, I saw everybody going out for snack.
I thought my adreline had all rushed to my head that I felt a sudden dizziness. But I was more shocked about who it was. He wasn't anyone from the group. "Are you alright?" he said and stepped once inside. "No, hey, stop." I backed off. I didn't know, but I was too afraid of him. I became aware of the water when it hurt my eyes so I wiped it off my face.
I saw him quivered. "Stay there." I was pointing at the door where he was but in fact, I meant , "Go away."
"It's ...for men and women, both." I guessed he was talking about the washroom. Oh, shit, yes, it was. But it didn't mean he could enter. Not unless I was out. Without looking at him, I rushed out past him and out of the place. The hall was still empty. What took them so long?! Good timing. Good God.
"Hey,ahm..I just wanna talk to you." I heard him say.
I had two choices. Run out and never, ever see him again. Or, face him, and end this all now.
I turned around to look at him, fearlessly. I knew I had to end this now, or I would be paranoid all my life. I waited. I felt he knew I wasn't comfortable so he stayed at his position, several armlenght from me. "I'm sorry about...the last time. I mean, about.."
"About following me everywhere?" Whew! Where was that braveness came from?! "O' Connor..."
"Brian. call me Brian."
"Ok, whatever." I thought I bit my lips. It was nervousness that made me so. I released a deep breath and look at him again. "What do you want? Why are you following me?"
"I'm sorry." He was. I could see it in his face right now. There was silence between us.
"If you don' wanna , you know, tell me about it,...fine. Just one thing. Please, leave me alone."
"I can't."
Okay, so this guy was a piece of...I was starting to lose my temper. It was then that i felt so much fatigue for the rehearsal. My legs ached so I sat down with my face bowed. "I'm sorry, I really can't tell you for now."
I didn't wanna talk. I was tired. "I just need you...to trust me."
"What?" my voice echoed and if my head could shout, it could have yelled all the words of hell I knew. "Trust you?" Now, with my voice a bit lower. "Trust you? A stranger? Mr. Brian O' whatever who came from somewhere and bubbled up here in West and stalked a stupid, Godamn, shit like me?" I thought I saw his jaw tightened. And it scared me a bit.
"You were...too...a stranger to me. But I trusted you."
What was he talking about?Was he, was he crazy?
He walked over and it made me stood up quickly. Dizziness struck me again. Good timing. I was stocked.
"I did. I am. And I will always trust you, entrust to you and your fate...my life."
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