“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch. I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted. I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this. Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me. I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.” Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.
"No, it's just difficult to open the door from outside." She replied then put down her bag. "Come in, you might get raped by my neighbors if they saw you." She said with seriousness.
I immediately obeyed her because she was not kidding when she said that. I sat on the sofa, she gave me a warm glass of water. I looked at her. "Don't be confused, drink the warm water slowly." She said while pulling out the things in her bag. "Stay there, I'll just take a shower." I can't just go and leave because for sure she won't talk to me for a long time so all I can do is wait. When she went back, she threw a towel. "You can also take a shower. You stink with sweat. Stinky!" she said then put down some clothes on the sofa. "Here, t-shirt, underwear and shorts." She told me and then went inside her room. "You can take a bath there. No worries, that underwear, isn't my undies, it's your briefs from the last time when we were wet from the rain before, and you went home wearing shorts."
I don't know what to feel if I'll feel embarrassed or not. Why does she need to make me remember that? Even if we took a bath together because we got lost in a province and because it's dark, and we need to consume water. We sleep together in the same bed and other things that opposite gender friends should have boundaries. My ears felt hot while coming inside the bathroom. I saw how organized this doctor was. "What will she clean here?" I whispered. After I went out of the bathroom, I saw her sitting on the sofa and watching TV, my eyes trace her body and notice what she wears, sleeveless and in shorts, so it is obvious that she was ready to sleep. I looked away when I realized what was she's wearing, I sat on the other sofa.
"Rackie, why do you wear that kind of clothes?" I protest.
"What's wrong with my clothes? Terric, I'm wearing clothes."
"Yes, you are wearing clothes, you just don't wear undergarments inside," I said with annoyance.
Her eyes widen. "Is it that obvious?" she asked.
I suddenly stood up. "Abstract, don't tell me, you only wore shorts only?"
"Not going to say it." She said.
Oh, my! Even if a guy has strong control of his desire, and he's the kindest man in the whole wide world, he will have an idea, and he will act according to his desire too. "Rackie put on more clothes!" I demanded.
"You know what it's better if you go home." After she said that the rain suddenly pour. "Oh, it seems you can't, you can stay here for tonight. I'll just get some pillow." She stood up to get some pillow for me, but I don't know what got into me and stopped her by holding her wrist.
I just noticed that I am holding her close to me until the space between us was gone, then tasted her lips. I felt that she was pushing me, but I didn't mind at all.
"Master Meander!" she shouts.
The strong hit I felt on my body awakened me, I hold her hand to stop her from hitting me. When I was fully aware of what I'm doing, I saw myself naked. I was stunned, I felt like cold water was poured on me. "Rackie, I'm… I—" I don't know what to say. She silently pulled the blanket on her bed to cover herself while I cover myself with a pillow. After she took a bath, she put some clothes in front of me on the bed and went out of the room.
While I was taking a bath, I saw some blood on mine after doing what I have to, I fixed her bed and there I saw some blood on it. I am guilty of what I've done, but I can't help but smile.*
I was startled when I remember Abstract; she took so long that I went out of the car. I lean off the car after seeing her walking back, she was searching for the car but when she saw me, she walks towards me. After I'm driving her back at the hospital, it seems like we were okay that's why I went home happy, but a text message made all the happiness disappear.
'Let's not meet for a while. I need to think first, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to say this in person because I might cry in front of you. I feel betrayed, Master. I trust you, but you made me feel that I was wrong to trust you. - Abbie'
She's using her nickname Abbie when she knew that she'll say something hurtful. And she knew very well that I'll be hurt, what I'm afraid of… our friendship will be broken because of what I've done. What will I do just to bring back what we have before? I can't work properly… I wasn't able to shave and even go to a barbershop for a haircut.
"Mash, did you find out what happened to Rackie?" my mom rushed to ask me.
"Mom, I know…" I replied shortly.
"Why don't you see her?"
"I'm tired." I lamely excused.
What can I do? She already told me not to show myself, not to see her. I can't do anything about that! Uh, it hurts! Now, I regret what I have done but never that thing that happened between us. The pain I'm feeling is unbearable, so I asked for a leave from work, and now I'm staying at the house, in my room which I don't usually do. I'm hoping that someday, she will ask for my help and the friendship I broke will be back like how it was before. I noticed my teardrop and all I can do is to cover my face with a pillow and lay down like a fetus. "If I could turn back the time, I will stop myself from acting ridiculously," I whisper. "Rackie, I'm sorry… please talk to me," I beg even though I know she will never hear me.