UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 231 – 240
I sit at the church’s bench and stare at Jesus on the cross. I hate my life. How did it go from perfect to hard and then complicated? My life’s complicated right now. I can’t begin to think about what Gray’s reaction will be. And soon, I’ll be calling Sinclair daddy.
Twenty whole years without my real parents, and just like a flash, everything changed. A former mob boss and a present drug dealer turn out to be my father. Oh God, I hate my life even more. Where am I even gonna start from?
My phone rings as I pull it out from my jeans. I look at the dialer, and it’s not in my contacts. I keep my phone on the bench close to me and mute the call. I blink back my tears and wipe my eyes.
My phone rings again, and I’m getting irritated at the caller. I pick up my phone and angrily swipe the answer icon.
“Ariel…” A male voice speaks on the phone.
“Who’s this?”
“It’s Theo.”
“Sterling?” I ask. Why’s he calling me? I don’t even need the job anymore. I just wanna stay indoors and grieve.
“Yeah. I wanted a favor from you. Your boyfriend’s on my neck, and he wants his money back.”
“Why not pay him?” I ask. He’s adding to my problems right now.
“I don’t have it. I told him this weekend, and he’s not listening. I want you to talk to him and maybe plead with him.”
“And why should I do that?”
“You know he listens to you. I’ve never asked you for something before, and I need your help. This weekend, I’m giving him his money back. I really can’t handle Gray.”
“No, Theo.” I hang up and keep my phone.
I take a deep breath and look at Jesus, hoping He’d give me a sign. A sign that everything’s gonna be fine. That I’m gonna be fine. That every single turn and event that happened to me, happened for a reason.
I shut my eyes and say a silent prayer. I open my eyes only to see the person I never thought I’d see anytime soon.
“Ariel…” Freddie says as he looks at me.
He smiles softly and sits next to me.
“What are you doing here?” He asks, looking at me briefly before turning to look at Jesus on the cross.
“I should be asking you that too.” I tell him, and he chuckles.
“Confession. It’s been long since my last confession.”
I chuckle. “Never knew you’d come to the priest for confession.” I say, and he laughs softly.
“Right? I always do. The day I fucked up our friendship, I made a confession. That happened to be my last, and now this one.” He sighs.
I nod without looking at him.
“So you, what are you doing here?” Now it’s his turn to ask.
“Meditating. I’m just sick.” I say half the truth. Right now, I’m sick. Sick of all the drama and lies. It sucks.
“You’re sick? What happened to you?” Freddie asks. It’s nice to know that he cares. Even if our friendship is already ruined and we can’t go back to being close friends, he still cares for me.
I sigh and look at Freddie. He can see the vulnerability in my eyes. I feel like puking.
“Did Gray hurt you?” he asks all of a sudden.
“No, Jeez. It’s not Gray. I’m fine. I’ll be fine. I’m here because I need to listen to my thoughts for once.” I sigh.
Freddie nods and smiles at me. “You know, despite everything that happened, you still stand up tall. You proved to the world that nothing can actually break you. You can handle every single pain, and you’ll always be fine. You taught me that,” he says as we turn to look at each other.
“I might not really know what’s going on with you, but I’m pretty sure you’ll be fine, and you’ll handle everything just fine. And if it’s relationship issues, it’s not worth it—the pain, the tears, the deep thoughts, and thinking less of yourself. It’s not really worth it. No matter what, just remember that some people out there truly care about you,” Freddie says, and that makes me smile.
“Thanks, Freddie.”
He gives me a small smile. “Wanna have lunch? I mean, it’s fine if you say no. I can still understand. You’ve gone through a lot.”
Lunch with Freddie?
I don’t wanna complicate things more with myself and Gray.
“Stop overthinking things, Ariel. I understand. Nice necklace, by the way,” he says and tips his chin to my chest.
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. I should get going.” He stands up and shoves his hands inside his pockets.
“Be careful, princess. I still care about you, and I still miss you,” he reminds me and turns to leave.
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 231 – 240
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