11 Love's sorrow

Chp 10: love's sorrow

"Hey Xain, I was wondering....do you.. have feelings for Isabella?"

Everything froze as if time had stopped. I looked at Emma and saw her head tilted towards the floor. She closed her eyes and her lips shut tightly as she waited for a response.

Do I have feelings for Isabella? Hmmm is there a reason to? Sure she’s beautiful but if that’s all you look at then I would have feelings for every women I walk past by. “What do you think, Emma?” Emma still showing a little bit of uneasiness turned towards me. “I know you’re not that dumb to have feelings for a girl you just met but…. Seeing you being so comfortable around her, I thought it might be something different.”

Well taking a look at my past, I would say she has a point. I didn’t engage with girls cause annoyingness is all I used to get out of it. I wouldn’t say that Isabella wasn’t that way, but she just makes me feel more curious about her. I can usually infer a person’s personality just by their looks or having a small convo, but Isabella was quite the unique case.

“That’s because she doesn’t mind those things and just goes with the flow, unlike girls who make the smallest things a whole movie.” After reheating the chowmein in the microwave Emma placed it front of me “Well I hope that’s the case.” You hope…? What exactly did you hope for? I wonder.

Emma brought two forks and we dig straight in. The taste of chowmein completely changed after it was microwaved but oh well, it’s better than nothing. “Sit down and eat Emma! you’re yeeting the noodles all over the place.” Emma wheezed at my comment and bonked my head. “The tea’s on the stove, dummy dumb. Just wait a few, it’ll be ready in a sec then I’ll take a nice stretch on my bean bag.” Taking a stretch on a bean bag wow, actually that’s perfect for her since the bean bag's and Emma's size is unironically the same.

“Should we go check on Isabella?” Emma bonked my head yet again. “You really do have feelings for her don’t you? Getting worried and all.” WHAT I CAN’T CARE FOR A PERSON NOW?? SHOWING EVEN A SMALL BIT OF AFFECTION MEANS I HAVE FEELINGS FOR THEM HUH?? “I’ll kick you Emma stop, and forget me, what about you ma’am? How many guys asked you out this week? Emma sat on the chair right in front of me and stared directly at me. “3 actually, but I rejected them all. Just waiting for the right person to do it. Then my life will be complete.”

“Oh the right person? What’s a right person for you? Do you.. like someone, Emma?” She flustered all the way to her toes, and moved all the way back to her chair. “WHAT’S WITH YOU, ASKING QUESTIONS LIKE THAT OUT OF NOWHERE!“ she legit just asked me if I had feelings for Isabella a moment ago, and when I do the same I am a weirdo now? Just lovely.

“I just hope boys weren’t so dense. All the answers are.. right in front of them.” A whistling sound embarked from the stove as soon as Emma finished her sentence. We both reacted and headed straight for the stove as I saw the tea jump out of the kettle. I reached out to close the gas of the stove but my hand hit the furniture it was built upon. The kettle tilted backwards and all the burning tea struck my hand like lava on a volcano’s surface.

“XAIN ARE YOU FREAKING NUTS, WHO TOLD YOU TO BE A HERO! GOD WHAT DO I DO WITH YOU, SIT DOWN!” Why am I getting screamed at right now, I just tried to help…. and isn’t it Emma’s fault for being so carefree about it in the first place? She grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the sink. The water droplets stung like an injection around my hand. She rushes towards the bathroom and brought a toothpaste with her for some reason. She holds my arm and spread all the toothpaste over the burn wound.

“EMMA, THAT STINGS! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH THE TOOTHPASTE!?” Emma glared at me as if she was about to slit my throat. “quiet down and just trust me. That’s what my mom used to do, I don’t know the physics behind it but it will help with the pain.” The toothpaste she was spreading around my hand felt cold, and relieving at the same time. The pain surprisingly settled down and I was staring at ‘The worried Emma’ the whole time.

She took me to the lounge and made me sit on the sofa, while she goes to turn the air conditioning on. “You worry too much, Emma. But I guess that’s how you are with everyone. But you don’t need to do that much for me. I am sorry for being such a burden to you.” There was a slight moment of silence and what came next was not what I had in mind.

Emma came rushing and stands straight in front of me, glaring right in my eyes. Her eyes showed a bit of a disappointed look as there was a slight moment of pause until she reached out and…Slapped me across the face. A river of tears left her eyes as she continued to glare directly at me.

“When will you understand…how much you mean to me? How many years do you need to understand that seeing you in even a slight bit of pain hurts me too? I am sorry but I can’t hold it in anymore. I never understood why you couldn’t get the hint that I always liked you. Everyone around even talked about it, but you kept ignoring it like it was just another rumor.” Emma came in close and laid dead on my chest. “All this time, I loved you, Xain. All this time, I wanted you to find it out someway….but…”

“Oh.. this seems intense.”

My eye shifted to the corner of the staircase as I heard a familiar voice.

IT WAS ISABELLA!

--Chapter Concludes--