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Thursday, March 5

  • the lone star..

  • Midnight. He sat on the beach alone, in the still of the night, listening to the waves crash against the sandy shore. Painful memories flashed past him at every instant, forcing him to recall the events that occurred two months back...

    “我可以问你一个问题吗?可是我问你之后你一定要回答我...”


    “?”

    “你为什么会喜欢上我呢?”

    the vibration of his phone snapped him back to reality. It was Glen, probably curious as to where he had disappeared to after his long absence from the chalet room. Not wanting to be rude he left it to vibrate while still gazing out onto the ocean. After the call diverted itself to his voice mailbox he instantly switched it off, an obvious signal that he wanted to be left alone and not wanting to be rude to constantly not picking up Glen's call.

    He looked at the horizon ahead, which distinctively resembled what he saw that very night at East Coast. Lights blinking from the distant ships stationed at the nearby harbor and the sky above them similar to that of a sunrise. He took his bottle of Barcadi Breezer and thew it neck-first into the ocean.

    Looking up into the night sky once again he noticed that the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, all but one star was twinkling in the blanket of clouds. He looked at it and softly chuckled to himself. "Looks like i'm not the only one who's alone tonight buddy" he said to himself as he jumped off the lifeguard chair that he had settled in for the past hour. Feet sand-filled and heart as cold as ice, he slowly made his way to the 7-11 nearby.

    After purchasing a cone of chocolate ice cream for it's natural aphrodisiac and a cup of noodles to curb his hunger pangs, he made his way back to the resort and climbed over the gate. After filling his cup of noodles with hot water and nearly scalding himself in the process, he proceeded to rest on one of the arm chairs along the poolside. Shortly after, Niki appeared in front of him and interrogated him about his absence. Upset as he was, he tried to maintain a positive mindset and told her that everything was fine, when it sure as hell wasn't.

    ________________________________________________________________

    The next day wasn't any better. The minute he woke up he was stuck in a reality that no one really bothered to properly celebrate his birthday. A reality he forced himself to believe a dream. Even the two people whom he thought genuinely cared about him didn't give two hoots about it.

    It wasn't a matter of buying a gift exactly, even a simple card would have sufficed . But the only thing he got was a birthday wish and that was the end to it. Even a blind person could see that they didn't give a shit about it. Sure he had spent considerable amounts on them when their birthdays were around the corner but that was beside the point. What mattered was that his thoughts had gone unappreciated. Then again, when has anything he did for anyone been appreciated?

    He thought about every little thing that he had done for them. Waiting for them to finish work so that they could cab home together, running off from work abruptly to buy medication for them because they were sick and didn't feel well. Trying to help them in any way he could. And yesterday was a day that put their friendship to the test. And he finally realised something after what happened. He was not their friend. Not even close.

    From today onwards, this very moment, Peach is dead.


    12:22 AM