Hapuch's Diary

We meet again II

PRESENT TIME.

Truly, it was the worst day of my life!

Diogo was right, he said more challenges would come and it was here. I heaved a sad sigh.

I was still seated in the gazebo and Addison was not back. I took another swallow of well-chewed apple.

Despite the darkness, the gazebo was bright but the garden was dark. Only the shine from bulbs and fireflies intercepted the darkness.

I took another apple from the basket, furrowed my brows at the sight of tiny flying insects as I waved to chase them away. 

The light from the luxurious mansion shimmered like a 5-star hotel. For the twentieth time, I'd viewed the interlocked walkway but Mr Addison was not forthcoming. I had all the time to mentally relive the events of my crazy day.

I picked a twig off my hair and feet. little wonder It itched badly. I angrily snuffed a fragment on my ankle.

"I can only imagine how I look right now!" I mumbled.

Are you serious right now? My inner voice howled, you're worried about your looks when you should be thinking of getting into college!

"I know, but what can I do? I'm a freaking loser." 

I took another bite of the apple while resting my back on the couch, my attention suddenly fell on the apple in my hand.

You're eating these apples without permission. What if you get caught? This thought caused a flushed of embarrassment.

Finish up quickly and act as nothing happened. He won't notice. I convinced myself and chewed hastily.

As I took the fourth bite of the third apple, I raised my eyes and at the entrance of the gazebo, stood Addison. His eyes descended on me and I was temporarily frozen.

Although, there was nothing extraordinary about his look, still, I found myself gaping at him. I could not explain what made him look this breath-taking. Could it be his brown wavy hair or the calm cascading beard that grazed his face, or his broad torso which was wrapped in a white T-shirt?

God, is this a man or a demigod! I literally exclaimed in my mind.

Then his bold voice snapped me out of the haze of overthinking.

"Are you ready?" He asked while tugging at the neck of

his shirt. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting." He added.

"No! ugh- It's- it's fine." I sounded more confused than I look. It took me moments to readjust on the couch as if I had no plans of going home. I looked around the couch searching for nothing.

"Yes... I'm ...I'm very ready." I stood up after swallowing the small chunk in my mouth.

To my surprise, he moved away from the entrance and sat on the armchair on one side of the gazebo. His soothing voice followed,

"When you're done, please let me know." 

He brought out his phone and clicked on something to keep himself busy. I had no idea what he was doing.

"Oh, I- um." The words came short as I cast my gaze on

the half apple in my mischievous hand and my chin moulded close to my body while I ate the f*******n fruit. At that moment, I remembered Eve in the garden of Eden. Sadly unlike her, I was caught in the act. 

I felt like a little thief, I couldn't look up at him, even when he stared at intervals. I wished the bright white bulbs would grow dim, so he doesn't see me anymore. I felt, even more, self-conscious and hot inside me.

I could not utter a word, Gosh how could I? If you were in my shoes what would you do? All in one day, the worst of my imaginations outplayed. Not only did I get rejected from college, my crush- Addison, caught me stealing his apples! What a day! 

In full resignation; I finished the apple, stood up and promptly slithered out of the gazebo. 

I bothered to say, "thanks for the apples." while

avoiding eye contact.

He nodded and gave a quick smile, before standing up. 

How cruel could he be? His silence was worse than a thousand slaps. I kept walking on the interlocked walkway leading to the entrance of the main building. Then he called from behind 

"Keren!"

I turned to him without saying a word.

"It's actually this way." He motioned with his right

hand in the opposite direction. 

On a normal situation, I would have queried him for watching me go the wrong direction; when he could have said something. 

As I dashed towards him, I felt my sweaty smell creep into my nose. Maybe I was imagining it; in any case, I was careful not to get too

close. 

We walked towards what seemed to be a car stand. However, the long line of cars, arranged according to their brands, belong to one family. Isn't that amazing!

We got into a black Toyota Hilux and drove off. The gate was quite a distance from the main building. After about fifteen minutes slow and steady drive in silence, I said,

"Please take the next turn, my home is over there." I

pointed to the street on the left. A minute later we pulled over in front of my cabin.

There were very few people going up and down in the dark street. Only lights from people houses served as Streetlights. 

"Thank you for bringing me home and I, I didn't mean to steal your apples, I'm sorry..."

"Hey hey wait, Keren!" He cut in, "You didn't steal

just apples, you stole something more."

"I didn't steal any other thing, I can swear on it. I- I was hungry and I'm sorry I took your apples. I don't mind paying back." 

I was talking so fast and wearily, that I began to stammer.

"You don't mind paying back?" He wore a coy smile and It was questionable. The car was bright, I could see him clearly.

"Yes, I'll pay."

"You can forget about the apples, but you have to pay for the other thing you stole." 

"I stole nothing from you!" I yelled.