Chapter 14

Two weeks later

Tricia

Great, Here I am, sitting at home, all alone, sulking on Valentine’s Day. I could have been out somewhere romantic with Danny, but I broke up with him already. It’s all over. I’ve seen him around school but he’s always avoiding my glances. Or maybe it was me avoiding him, I really don’t know. I supposed he’s found himself someone better now.

I missed him terribly. He’s the most wonderful person I’ve met, I just realised. He’s trusting, affectionate, honest, humorous and faithful. What else can I ask for? Surprisingly, I don’t miss Brian all that much.

I lied on the couch, making myself comfy. I placed two huge bags of chips and a can of Coke on the table. All I want to do now is pig out. Eat all I can. I turned on the television to see if there were any good programmes. None. I had to resort to watching Sell-A-Vision and listen to them promote some new static duster.

Niki’s out with her darling Nick at Compass Rose, the poshiest restaurant in town. She’s a lucky girl. She knows what she wants and she sticks to it. I guessed greed got the better of me and I got my retribution.

"Ding… dong" It was the doorbell. It was probably Jolene. She always forget the doorkeys. To my surprise, there was no one at the door. Instead, there was a bouquet of blue roses and a giftbox at my feet. I bend down to pick it up. I wondered who it was from. I looked around but the person who had delivered the gift had disappeared.

I closed the door sharp and saw an envelope among the roses. It said, "To Tricia" in front and my heart was beating its way out of my chest. I recognised the handwriting. It’s Danny’s.

I ran to my bedroom, jumped onto my bed and tore open the envelope. It was a letter.

"Dear Tricia,

Hi. I don’t know what it was that made you want to hurt me this way, but I just want you to know that I haven’t forgotten about you. These two weeks without you have been hell for me, and all I can think of is you. Here’s a poem I wrote for you.

This is a letter to a thing called love,
A lot of people tell me that love is a beautiful thing,
But I witness the pain it brings,
So love, if you still remain,
Please bring your sun to my never-ending rain.
I love you.

If you still have me, give me a call. I’d be right here waiting.

Danny."

I read the letter about a dozen more times. Then, carefully, opening the gift box, I saw it was a beautiful gold necklace with a music note pendant. Tears were flowing freely down my cheek. I have to admit, I am a sentimental person and I cry easily. I couldn’t believe that Danny still loves me. He’s such a lovely soul. I contemplated calling him for a while, I was afraid of talking to him. But my alter ego told me to go for it. So I called him.

Danny picked up the phone almost immediately after the call was connected. "Hello?" he said, his voice all excited.

"It’s me." I was holding back the tears. I didn’t want to cry in front of him then. "Trish, I have been waiting for you to call! So do you…" he paused. I guess he was searching for the right word to say.

"Yes," I answered him. "I want to be with you again. I’m so sorry I ever hurt you…" I was sobbing uncontrollably by now.

Danny surprised me by breaking down too. So there we were, sitting by the phone, crying our eyes out. He said he wanted to meet me and give me my V-day kiss so we hung up and he agreed to come over to my house.

Twenty-minutes later, Danny was standing at my porch. His eyes were still slightly red from crying. I threw myself at him and give him a hug. He held me close to him and we stood there for almost five minutes, just being together. It was such a great feeling to be back together again.

We sat on the porch and snuggled. We started talking like the old days again. I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer, and pulled him for a kiss. His lips locked onto mine and I felt a sensation going down my spine. We only stopped when I was out of breath. For the first time, I told him the three sacred words. "I love you." He blushed from his cheeks all the way up to his ears and asked me where the necklace was. I took it out of my pocket where I had placed it. He clasped the necklace around my neck. The pendant glistened in the sunlight. It was the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.

"Thank you, I love it!" I gushed, giving him a peck on the cheeks.

We watched the sunset and the orange rays illuminated the sky, giving the atmosphere a romantic feel. It was the perfect way to highlight our reunion.

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Tricia Littrell Tan

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