Unforgotten Desire

I will wait for that day to come.

Caleb

"Is this your car?" I stopped walking when I saw a white BMW 5 Series on the side of the road.

"Huh?" I looked at her. I was sure my voice was loud enough for her to hear me. She finally realized what I meant when she turned to look at the car. "Yeah. This is it."

I didn't waste any more time and began working with the problem, without uttering a word. It was getting late already. She had to go home safely.

"What can I do to help?" I heard her.

Nothing, Princess.

"Just wait and keep the flashlight on." I told her instead.

It was the only thing she could do to help. Besides, it seemed like she didn't know anything about fixing cars. And, I didn't want her hands to be dirty.

That is so cheesy.

Dude, she's rich.

I had my gloves on and was sitting on the ground. She suddenly squatted beside me, still keeping the light on over us. I turned my head to look at her and I almost cursed when she smiled at me. It was so annoying because she looked so damn beautiful when she smiled. Her eyes shone brightly. By the light over us, I could see her facial features clearly.

She doesn't look good. She looks amazing.

As I studied her face, I couldn't help but think of her.

The girl on the road with me.

They both had the same forehead. Their eyebrows were naturally thick. Nose pointed and had the perfect bridge. Their cheekbones were perfect. Not that high, just perfect. And her lips. I couldn't stop staring at them. They were so so full and kissable.

I could imagine how good it would feel to catch her bottom lip between my teeth.

Tempting, indeed.

It seemed like forever when we were staring at each other. We know we were both aware of what we were doing. It was she who stopped the moment by clearing her throat and finally looked away. I too had gone back to my work.

She was really disturbing me. I wanted confirmation so bad because it was so annoying that she looked exactly like her. Unfortunately, I didn't know the girl. I didn't get to know her name. Heck, I didn't get to thank her. She was so mysterious.

Who is she?

My mind was so clouded with names. Girl names. She could be Mary, Kate, Jane, Caroline, Angel, Jade, Kristen, or Ariana.

Fuck, I don't know.

There were so many names I could come up with. I couldn't be right. I couldn't just guess it.

Shit, I have to stop. It's stressing me out.

"Done." I intended to change the flat tire as fast I could. When I finally stood up from the ground, she did the same.

"Uhm. Thank you so much. Here." I frowned at the two bucks that she was holding out to me.

"It's too much." I refused.

She shook her head. "No. It's fine. I owe you so much. And it's very late. Please just accept this."

I thought for a while and I came up with this. "In one condition. Tell me your name."

I made sure to stare right into her eyes. I wanted her to see right through me. I wanted her to see that I really wanted to know who she was. That I was begging and pleading for her to tell me her name. Even just her first name. That would be okay for me. Heck, I could do that as the p*****t.

Please, princess. Tell me who you are please.

Her phone suddenly went off making me sigh in defeat.

"Dad." She answered.

I couldn't hear the person on the other line because the call was not on speaker.

I just listened to her. "I'm sorry about that, Dad. I'm on my way now. I'll be there as soon as I can."

When the call finally ended, she looked at me. "I'm sorry. I have to go. Thank you so much." In a hurry, she took my hand and put the bills on it before getting in the driver's seat of her car.

I wasn't able to move. It happened so fast like a thunder. She smiled at me in the mirror and drove off, leaving me on the dark road.

I shook my head as I put my hands into my jean pockets and walked back to the shop. Why though? Was it hard for her to tell me her name? Would it it even take a lifetime to just tell her name. She could've let me know before she drove off and left. It wasn't that hard.

But, I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't force her. I could've stopped her, but I didn't want to freak her out. She might think that I was some sort of a rapist or criminal.

I knew it was an exaggerated thought, but I just didn't really want to scare her. Let that be because I knew somewhere and someday, we would meet each other again. It might not be soon, but someday.

I will wait for that day to come.

****

Friday had come so quickly. Callum and I were having breakfast quietly when he suddenly spoke.

"Caleb, I forgot to tell you that there will be a PTA meeting tomorrow at nine in the morning. I know you'll be in the shop at that time of the day, but our teacher told us that important matters will be discussed tomorrow. One of the agenda of the meeting will be all about our graduation."

Yes, Callum would be graduating in elementary. And I, too, would be graduating with my Master's degree.

"Don't worry, Cal. I won't fail to come tomorrow. Uncle Chuck will totally understand for sure."

He smiled widely at me. "Thank you so much."

I ruffled his hair. "No problem."

We were halfway through our breakfast when he spoke again. "Caleb, I noticed something about you."

My all attention was to him now. I hated it when he got serious all of a sudden. It made me nervous. I didn't him to worry about me. "Really? What is it?" I was really curious.

"I was observing you this week."

I nodded my head. "Okay. And?"

"And you're not okay. Something is troubling you."

"Why can you say that?"

For a twelve- year old boy, Callum was so observant. He hated it when I wouldn't tell him if something was bothering me. The reason why I wouldn't bother to tell him was because he easily got worried and I didn't want him to.

When I got sick, I would act fine and normal in front him because I didn't want him to suspect anything. I once got sick and he found out. I felt guilty because he skipped school that day just to take care of me. Of course, I was proud of him for being so caring and thoughtful. But, as the big brother, it was my responsibility and own will to act strong for us because I have to.

"You just spaced out sometimes that you forget to blink. When I asked you something, you would say 'Huh?'. It seemed like you were not listening."

I see.

"Maybe, I just do that because I'm tired. I don't get much sleep these days too. That's just it. Don't worry, Cal it. I'm fine."

He lowered his head. "I can't help it. You're my brother. There's just the two of us and I love you."

I slung an arm over his shoulder and lifted his chin up. "Hey, look at me." He obliged. "I love you too, and you know that. You're right. It's just the two of us now that's why I need you to stay positive. Whatever happens in life, I need you to not worry so much, especially about me. I am perfectly fine and I'm so sorry for zoning out sometimes. It won't happen again, I promise. Now finish your breakfast. You don't want to be late for school."

He nodded his head and continued eating his breakfast.

Shit, I just lied to Callum again.

I hated doing it, but I had no choice. I had to or else, he would keep asking questions. He would even lecture me. There were times that he became the big brother between us all of a sudden.

We were finally done with our breakfast and were now loading the dishwasher. "Let's go shopping tomorrow after the PTA meeting. Is it okay with you?"

"Of course. Can we go to the park too?"

"Anywhere you want, lil bro."

"Yes!"

I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. Callum was everything to me and I would do everything to make him happy.