Boy With Love Chapter 18

Wilbur I wanted to run and stop her but I didn't. It pained me that she refused. I stood there for a few more minutes before I breathed in and sat in the car. I wanted to start it but my hands were weak. Why does she keep acting that way? Is it that she still doesn't like me? Her attitude is not making me happy. I just wanted to talk with her a little I braced up and started the car then drove to my sister's house. She was in her gym, on a yoga mat, wearing yoga pants and following a yoga class from the TV. “I need your help” I said immediately I entered the gym. She looked at me before facing the screen again “what?” she asked “how do you get a girl to like you in real life?” I asked and she immediately stopped and looked at me “what type of like?” she asked, not even having any care in her voice. Maybe she thinks I'm just bringing up one of our numerous random chats “like to like someone. To like the person's company” I answered and placed my hands on my waist “you can't really make someone like you, but you can try by being what they need” she said and finally stood up. I heaved a sigh and leaned against the door She took a bottle of water and gulped it down then looked at me “so who's this person you're trying to get to like you of all people. I mean, you're the one who is always liked” “I never said this was about me Wini” I opened the door and wanted to go out “so her name is Marigold Cruz, she's twenty-two years soon to be twenty-three by December. She's of medium height and she has dark brown hair, and she's actually pretty” I turned and looked at her, surprised. “I've been doing some research on the lady you've been going to see. Plus I saw it and I also so her name at the bottom. Gold was in capital letters while Mari wasn't really in capital letters, just the M” she said and twitched her lips “why did you go in there?” I managed to ask “duhh, cause I wanted to see what you were working on. I always do that” she replied and took a towel then wiped her face. She walked to me and opened the door “it's time for dinner, you're spending the night here” she said and walked out I breathed out deeply and palmed my face. Why is this really affecting me? Her attitude. Why can't she just like me? I breathed out again and left the room Marigold “so I'm going to get a movie tomorrow, it's not really a movie. It's actually a seasonal drama about two families who hate each other and their children fell in love and began to rebel against them. It's really thrilling” Eliza said. She's been talking for like forever about different things and to be honest, I only heard the last thing she said “so what do you think?” she asked with a smile “I'll watch it with you” I gently replied “great!” she exclaimed and flipped through the pages of the magazine placed on her thighs. I was lying face down on the bed with my head resting on my arms that I crossed. I've been thinking and my conscience keeps blaming me for how I treated Will this evening. It was too bad, I literally rebuffed him. He might have felt bad. I know how I would feel if I was the one who got shut out like that. I've been thinking whether to apologize or not, or maybe tell him that I'll make up for it. But why do I even care, it's not like it's wrong to turn down an offer. But I did it in a wrong way. Gosh! I squeezed my face and breathed out “okay, what's wrong?” Eliza asked “nothing” I replied and laid on my back “yes there is. Come on, tell me” she said and stood up from the floor then laid on the bed “it's just that I'm thinking of getting another part time job” I lied, I didn't want her to know that I was thinking about Wilbur “why? You need extra cash? Will is...” I immediately cut her short, I didn't want the conversation to go to Will's side “it's because I'm tired of staying at home for hours before another class. Especially with somebody like Simona” I said “so which job do you have in mind then?” she asked “something that's less stressful” I answered, trying to take my mind of Will but that image of him grabbing me by the waist while I tried to run was just playing in my head like it was a video on replay. “I think I know the perfect job. I'll look into it tomorrow” she said then yawned “I wanna sleep” she muttered and closed her eyes “me too, I'll turn off the lights” I said and got down from the bed, I looked at the telephone for about a minute then looked at my palm. The number was already off. That kind of broke my heart. It must have gone off completely during my shower this evening I turned off the lights and climbed the bed then got under the blanket with Eliza. I closed my eyes and said a little prayer. I opened them and closed them back only to see Wilbur's face. “oh God” I muttered inaudibly and flapped my lashes Wilbur “gosh! Will what is wrong with you?” Wini yelled at me. I gulped down the full glass of tequila shot and tried to pour in more. “stop it, you're gonna get drunk!” she yelled and hit my hand then grabbed the bottle “I can't get drunk!” I yelled back and ruffled my hair “but you're already getting tipsy. Besides you can't come here and finish my drinks!” I blew out air and rested my head on the counter that I sat against ‘‘the last time I saw you like this was when Phil broke up with you” she stated and I looked up at her with a dangerous glare “don't you dare talk about those times again! Don't you dare!” I barked at her. Nothing makes me mad like talking about my stupid past and she knows it “don't scold me in my own house you moron” she retorted and scoffed. She dropped the bottle in her fridge and came back to me “so you really like her this much?” she asked in a rather soft tone “I don't know” I answered “it's like you're falling in love with her” she said and I shook my head “no, it's not that. I just want her to stop shutting me out. I feel like I'm a nobody. No one shuts me out! No one!” “you're really drunk right now” I groaned and held my forehead. I feel my temperature rising “why don't I talk to her for you? Make her my friend then she might like you too” I chuckled to her suggestion, WiniRed, the blazing furnace, trying to make friends with a low class girl? No way “I'm serious” she said, as if she heard my thoughts “don't worry, I don't even want her around me anymore. She's not worth it” I fumbled and stood up ‘‘I need to sleep” I said and began to walk away from her kitchen, I staggered a little but soon gained my balance and found my way up to the guest room