An Endless Date

Chapter XV

February 14, Sunday, Valentine's Day.

Happiness, sadness, disgust, fear, surprise, and anger. That's what I am filled up with right now. I am at the Raft of Relief, the only café in the town of the Rock-Hill which is a few miles away from the city of New York. This is where I first saw Anna. This is where I got my first sight at the beauty that would change my life, but at that time, I never knew. I looked at the watch, it showed 2 pm. Every table is filled, and everyone's face is radiant. I got this table reserved two days ago as I know some waiter, otherwise no chance that I would have got this.

Well, everyone started asking if it was going on a date. My mom, dad, Max, Lucas, Ben, Sophie, everyone can see that I have fallen for this girl. Yesterday, when they got to know that I reserved a table for today with Anna, they made it clear to themselves that it was a date. That I, William Hugh Rivers, a townie, a member of the 'Uncool Club' have fallen and going to confess my feelings to Annabelle Cooper, a city girl that he met a few months ago. Honestly, I didn't care.

I did a mistake by doubting her. All she did was to make my days better, to make me who I want to be. In return, I went through her phone and make her look like a bad one, even though it was her personal. I have to apologize to her, I should set things right and I have to make myself clear to her that I am not at all in a position to lose her. That is why I am calling her out. To see her, the person I love, the one I admire and adore, the one girl that I loved, the one person who showed me the pleasantness of being together. To say that I am sorry, that I regret, that I made myself harsh on her, to say that I still want to have the relationship we had. That is why I asked her to meet. If everyone thinks this is a date. Let be it. The date is important to me. The date which would define my life.

Yesterday, I sent a text to Anna inviting her, well, begging her to meet me today at ROR. No replies from the day we fought, no sight of her at her home, school is still on holiday due to the science fair, no way of me going to her home, no sign of hope inside me that we would get along again. I sent her numerous texts and it seemed like she blocked me. So, I sent a letter in the form of mail. She could have blocked me from everywhere but it's possible that she might have forgotten in the mail. That was the last ray of hope I have that she will come here. I don't know what I have written in that mail because I got carried away from my anguish and despair, but I am sure that I stated to meet me at ROR for the lunch by 1 ' o'clock. It's already 2:30. She will come, I will wait.

"Don't you think that you already lost her?" my mind whispered to me

"Shut up! It was a small fight about the text I found on her phone, it really won't make me lose her and I am definite that she won't risk losing a friend like me. I am the only friend she got right now" I replied trying to shut it

"Listen to yourself, is this confidence or stupidity? Don't you know this girl? Who are you lying to?" my mind spoke again, "you are the one who defined her as the strongest, that she runs away from the places which hurt her without any second thought. she came to this town as a part of it. Are you sure that she won't run away from here to somewhere else even after you hurt her? you are a selfish prick. You are dumb. She is light as a feather, delicate like a mirror, even a little word can hurt her and you know that. She is never coming to you again. she definitely won't come now to the so-called date you asked on."

It's ok. She will come, I will wait.

The clock showed 3:30. I am breaking inside. My sub-conscious talking back the facts to me. Is she not coming? Did I lose her for once and all? Questions popped up in me. Indistinct chatter, The sounds of the spoons touching the plates, the dings of the wine glasses when couples cheered and the dongs of the doorbell every time someone walked in and out of the café filled the space. I took a sip from my glass of water. I am alone, well dressed, sitting in the chair at table 17 opposite an empty chair where Anna is supposed to be by now. It is ok. She will come, I will wait.