CHAPTER 1.5: GENIE FRANCESCA
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As expected he was sitting there at the corner of the restaurant, his favorite place, wearing my favorite smile that makes my knees go jello-id. Stupid me.
I started walking to where he was seated, my heart beating triple times with my every step. From where I was, his place is just like steps away, but it seems like forever before I finally reached him.
He stand up to greet me and to give me a big bear hug, "I miss you my cutie" he said hugging me tighter. "I miss you more" I replied, tears forming in my eyes. Yes, I miss him so much, more than he does.
That's when I remembered when we first saw each other personally...
FLASHBACK 6 YEARS AGO...
4:30 pm
parking lot
Finally, I'll meet him today. My virtual best-friend for almost 4 years now. I am so nervous. "there's no going back now", I told myself, letting out a sigh.
We decided to meet in the park, near the ocean, because he loves anything that says "water". I am the opposite, I hate it.
I know I was running late already, but can't do anything about it because my knees are trembling so much that I can't seem to walk normally.
It was 5pm when I already reached the ocean, and saw him at a bench near the fountain, smiling and gazing at the ocean.
I just saw him on pictures before, but I was sure that's him. For some reason, my heart knows him, my self recognize him, my best-friend.
I began walking towards him, stop at his side and held out my right hand and said, "Hi my Travis, I'm your Francy", I said proudly with a naughty smile. We always call each other that when we're teasing each other. He then looked up with the most beautiful smile and gave me a hug instead of shaking my hand.
I hug him back, even though its our first meeting personally, and you know, I was raised conservative, but somehow I've felt, as if I've miss him all my life. My soul, mind, and heart knows him.
Minutes passed, he still wouldn't let go, but feeling awkward already, I was the one to release from the hug. He didn't complain, and just led me to the bench where he was sited before, and held my hands.
It seems like an eternity passed and we're still not talking, but surprisingly, I still felt comfortable and safe beside him. Beside the man that I love, my best-friend.
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5:45 pm
my room
I just got home, and was running late for my dinner date with Carlo. I immediately changed my business attire to a cute dress I bought last week, retouch my make-up, and sprayed some perfume.
I went downstairs, and saw Carlo already waiting there and talking to my brother about Avatar, obviously. I sighed.
I greeted him and kiss him on the cheek.
They still continue talking for about 20 minutes, until I sent a warning look to my brother, and finally let us go with our date.
On our way to his place, I thought about my reunion with Travis. It was nice and comforting, and yeah, I wont deny that it was also confusing.
After hugging me, we sat down, ordered, and he asked me about my life, what's new, what's going on and all that. I answered truthfully with details, I told you, he's like this journal, then asked him the same questions. We talk for almost 5 hours, but still can't get enough of each other. That's how we are when we are together, it feels like there's no tomorrow. And I was afraid that there will no really be.
For that 5 hours we didn't even had a chance to talk about what we're supposed to because our time was wasted chatting about our lives, though I wouldn't really call it wasted. I had fun, and I really miss him a lot.
He's now working as the president of their business. Our meeting would be about the project we're about to conduct together. They would be promoting condominiums, and they chose our company to do it.
And I was so happy that we set another meeting to talk about the real deal, another mistake, another lie, but another joy for me.
I was writing that down in my journal, when Carlo interrupted me saying we've arrived already. He didn't even complain that instead of talking to him, I was busy doodling and writing in my journal. That's how much he loves and respect me. And so I feel guilty again.
He open the door for me, while I suddenly cursed myself, for not being fair and honest to him. This was the first time that I kept something big from him. I didn't mean to, but I was scared that if I tell him, things would go wrong.
I will tell him in the right time, just not now. Please. I wasn't ready.
