Jacqueline: "Well, I thought you don't want to talk to me, since you never replied to my apology."
Remo: "What are you talking about? I forgot about it a long time ago."
Jacqueline: "Then maybe you could have texted me."
Remo: "I assumed that you were busy, so I didn't."
Jacqueline: "Oh, okay. I get it."
There was a strange pause in my breathing, I did not know why I felt like he didn't miss me. Because if he would have, he would have texted me. Without giving it much thought, I asked him directly.
"So, Did you miss me?"
"Nope."
His response saddened me to the point I asked myself if I even meant something to him. Or was I just a time pass?
'You are thinking too much Jacqueline, it's just your insecurities playing with you.' My reasonable side gave me a reason that I did feel somewhat acceptable. So instead of telling him how I am feeling. I asked him a single question just to kill my curiosity.
Jacqueline: "Why?"
Remo: "Well, I was pretty busy."
Jacqueline: "Oh. Okay. I understand."
It felt like I lost the weight that was down on my shoulders.
Remo: When is your birthday jacky?
Jacqueline: 17 of September. What about you?
Remo: It is coming soon. 31st of March.
Jacqueline: wow. That's awesome! How are you going to celebrate your birthday?
Remo: Well, I just take my friends out for dinner. And we cut a cake with my family.
Jacqueline: You don't sound excited? Why is that?
Remo: It's nothing to be excited about!
Jacqueline: Seriously? I am excited about yours.
Remo: my ex-girlfriend used to be excited about my birthday too. And it brings memories that I want to forget.
Jacqueline: Oh. I didn't know. I am sorry about it.
Remo: Don't be sorry about it, those are my most beautiful memories. It's just that I feel empty now that I don't have that.
His girlfriend must have loved him too much, to the point that he still cherishes their memories.
Jacqueline: Now I am really curious, how amazing she was to give you your most beautiful memories?
Remo: ah. She was just so loving. Everything she did was for me. Of course, there are endless stories, and it will take a long time to explain them. How about I show you the pictures of gifts she gifted me on my birthdays?
He sent pictures of Cards and a mini handmade album of pictures to her. Looking at those, she could feel the sincerity of his girlfriend. Each gift was well thought out and beautiful in its way.
The Card had his pictures starting from his childhood, he looked like he was three years old and completely nude. But I couldn't stop crushing on him, he was adorable even in his childhood. At the same time, I remembered how I was in my childhood, I used to pluck my hair out and suck my thumb at the same time, which led my head to have a part where there was no hair and I was way too thin, even more, thin than the children of my age. So it wouldn't be wrong of me to say, I was ugly in my childhood too.
Jacqueline: "OMG! These are just Awwww. You were so adorable. How old were you, in the first picture?"
I typed and sent him another message. but then I also remembered why he sent me those pictures showing his ex-girlfriend's love. So, I assumed I should also say something about her. So I typed another message.
Jacqueline: "Ah. And I feel like You are very lucky Remo. I have never received a gift like that."
Remo: "I was three years old at that time, so please don't judge me if I am sending my nude photos or something to you."
Jacqueline: "Oh come on! Aren't we supposed to be friends like you said? So why would I judge my friend?" This was the moment I accepted my feelings for him. It wasn't like love feelings, but I sure had developed an attachment for him. During the few days, we didn't talk, I realized how much I was missing him. Maybe if he didn't text me by now, I would have sent him one. Even though there was no fault of mine. The fact scared me!
"Wow, so now you are saying we are friends? That's a great development in our relationship. I am glad I found you."
All thoughts left my head, the moment I read his words, he was glad to find me. So I sure as hell can make someone happy. The joy and comfort his words brought were doing magic on me, and perhaps I didn't realize how deep I was falling for it.
Jacqueline: "Me too. I am glad that I found you. Oh, and do you have more childhood pictures of yours? I want to see you?"
Remo: How about I send you one, and then you send me yours?
Jacqueline: But, I don't want to!
Remo: Oh! Come on, it is not like I can identify you from those pictures, Jacky please!"
I didn't want to show him my pictures, pictures that would show him how ugly I was. After five minutes of thinking, I got an idea. So I took out my childhood pictures. I did not have a picture alone. Every picture was with my same-aged cousins. So I sent him that.
Remo: wow! Which one are you?
Jacqueline: You have to identify me Remu. What fun would it be if I told you which one I was? Huh? Come on, find me!
Remo: I think you are the middle one, the cute fat kid.
He identified me wrong, the person in the middle was my paternal aunt's daughter. She used to bully me as a child, and she was very chubby at that time. Perhaps he assumed it was me because I always told him I was ugly and he comprehended it as if I was fat. Though it wasn't his fault, it still broke my heart.
Remo: You were very beautiful, Jacqueline! I don't know why you always label yourself as ugly. I want to hug the life out of you, Jacky! and well if you don't mind then kiss those chubby cheeks.
Jacqueline: eesh! no! you are not getting anywhere near me and my cheeks.
Remo: So I was right! Thank God!