Chapter 2 Boyfriend

Angelica

A lot of people explored my gallery and I tried to entertain each and everyone especially those who has a lot questions and their need of justification of my arts. Yes, this is what I do almost everyday in my art gallery and as for now I am more focus on my painting. I needed a break Photography but a few companies called and ask me to be their Photographer with a few explanations here and there, I manage to tell them that I will think about their offer since I am more focused on my gallery.

"... Yes, Ma'am you see, the creature—" I stopped when I feel a little vibration inside my pocket, Bowing my head slightly and excused myself to my costumer. "Hello?" I answered,

"Hey, Baby!" Jeff exclaimed through the phone, "How's the opening?"

I feel all warmth up when I heard his familiar voice, I smiled and said, "Well, pretty busy I guess. I was entertaining a few people back there but you called, how about you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I disturbed you. I'm still at the hospital babe," Jeff said, "I just called to check up on you,"

I laughed, "That's a good sentence for a Doctor,"

I heard him laughed through the Phone, "Alright, I'll pick you up later. I'll be out in 6 yeah?"

"Yeah sure just call me or just come through the gallery,"

Jeff was never fond of art, whenever he visit my gallery all he could ever say is that, my paintings are just normal things that he sees everyday. He does not really understand how people are so fond of art like me but he's very supportive in anyway so I just don't mind it at all. After the call I went back to my costumer whom I excused and apologize and proceed on what I was doing.

"You know," Rodrick said while he was at my back,

I turned around and face him, "What?" I smiled,

"I'm so proud of what we've been done so far, this wouldn't happened without me,"

I smack his shoulders, "Shut up you crazy ass bitch," We both laughed, "I still thank you everyday for showing up in my life, you made all this possible," I smiled.

Rodrick gave me his cheeky smile and nodded, "Yeah, I know hon, I know."

I meet Rodrick when I was in college, we were at the same class with just one click of a smile we knew we are going to be best friends. I share everything with him, my past, my present and my future. "You are so full of yourself," I spat.

"I'm not thanking you dumb ass," Rodrick playfully rolled his eyes and went off to entertain another costumers, I shook my head and laughed at his playfulness. Having a gay best friend is everything, I can smile nonstop, my problems are invisible when he's around.

The day went by and It was already 6 and I was waiting for Jeff to come pick me up, Rodrick was cleaning a few shelves and he said he will close the gallery this time since I'm the one who always close it, though we have guards and a few employee to help clean up and close the gallery, we still want to help. We are closing early, we usually close around 8 or 9 but there were no more civilians in sight so we decided to close.

"Your not going?" Rodrick appeared behind me making me look at him, "You got your car when you came here, right?"

"Yeah I called someone to pick up the car for me earlier because Jeff was going to pick me up, It's 6:15 he be around anytime soon," I said and kept on glancing at my watch, being a doctor is hard too you know. I should totally respect that.

"I'll wait with you," Rodrick said,

"Oh no, Rodrick..." I started

"Shut the fuck up," He hushed me, means no arguing and no buts.

"Thank you," I smiled, "You're the best," I playfully tug the hem of my dress.

"I know," He playfully roll his eyes, "Did he text you already?"

I look at my phone and shook my head, "Nope nothing,"

"I'm starting to dislike the guy, An. " Nobody calls me An but Rodrick but if he starts calling me Angelica, the conversation is either funny or Serious.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, I just feel like it," then he laughs,

What the fuck is wrong with this person behind me? "You don't make sense sometimes," I chuckled, then I feel a vibration in my pocket,

"Is this Jeff?" Rodrick asked

I didn't answer him right away and look at my phone, it was Sarah, she sends me a photo of Zeke and her watching trolls, I smiled. She said, "We are watching trolls don't worry it rated G." With a wink emoji at the end,

"No, it's Sarah," I said, it is 6:30 and Jeff still hasn't come.

"Wow, I feel so guilty," Rodrick said out of the blue.

With a confused face and raised eyebrow, I looked at him and said "Why? What makes you feel guilty?" I asked, "Are you okay?"

"It was a story of me before," He chuckled, "You'll laugh at this story." He began shaking his shoulder with his small little laughs.

I smirked, "What story is it then?"

"I was so young when that happened, I don't even know what the hell to do." Rodrick began to laugh aloud.

I smack his shoulders, "What the hell are you talking about?" I said getting all curious on his so called story. "What is it?"

He kept on laughing and wipe his non exist tear on the side of his eyes and looked at me and sigh, "Well I was young, maybe in grade school." He started...