Once again i walk down the street. This time it's more crowded. I already see the tall building that i'm heading to. It's just two blocks away.

A few meters ahead i hear faintly someone's calling my name. I brush it off.

"Elsa." My mind is tricking me. A woman rejected me and i'm already crazy. What a pity.

"My queen Elsa." Someone taps on my shoulder. I snap back to reality and turns my body.

I tilt my head and my eyes go wide open. In front of me stands Anna. She looks a little bit exhausted. Her chest is up and down, from runnig i assume.

"What's up" i say cooly, trying to hide my sadness.

"You know it was a lie right. When i said that i'm engaged" she says breathlessly.

"Don't try to fool me. It's okay if you don't like me. You don't have to make it up to me" i say a bit harsher than i intended.

"An engagement is a serious thing. You cannot play with it like it's just some little crush" i look to the ground, suddenly my feet seems are the most interesting in the world. Hmm i need a pedicure.

"I swear i'm not engaged. I don't even have a girlfriend" she tries to assure me.

"I'd rather be a fuck up than a liar." I leave her.

Soon enough she stands before me.

"You block the road." I tap my right foot on the ground in annoyance.

"It's fake. Well it's not fake but it's not an engagement ring." Once again she shows me her ring. I raise my eyebrows in confusion.

"It's from my mother. She lives in Florida with my rest of family. She gave it to me as a gift for my 18th birthday. She said it's for my lucky charm. I used to play with it when i miss her" she explains.

I remain silent. Waiting for her future explanation.

"Look i'm sorry if i led you on only to break your heart. I am so wrong" she starts.

"Being a homosexual is never easy. I was born this way. I have no doubt and i accept it. But society despise us. And for me as a closet lesbian, it doesn't help much. I keep getting hit continuously by numerous guy." she chuckles. What can i say she is absolutely a catch.

"Some of them are nice the others, not too much" she continues.

"About one year ago i almost got raped. This guy keep trying to make me his girlfriend. I refused. I told him that i am a lesbian. Then he lost it, he forced his body to mine. Fortunately i succeed to ran away" she says.

I can see tears forming in her eyes. I feel anger build up. How dare he. If i meet him i will punch his face and kick his balls.

"Now, the hitting has stopped because of this ring" she plays with it.

"I never say who i engaged with. I just say it so they stop flirting with me and keep their hand off of me" she finishes. I am touched by her story but it doesn't mean i'm okay with the lie.

"It doesn't change a thing." I walk away.