Dear Mae,

You have known me since childhood and you know how curiosity doesn't do me well.

After the party which was a complete disaster George generously dragged my drunkass home.

But I wasn't that drunk for not to realise what I did was wrong.

Those blue eyes kept me haunting all night, asking for explanations, desiring for emotion from me that I couldn't perceive. Her lips came back to back in my brain. And the only thing my mind screamed was more. And I couldn't satiate them because I even tried kissing one of the girls who was flirting with me. Her lips felt empty and tasted strawberry just like her lipgloss. But I wanted, no, needed honey to satisfy me.

Images of dark black wavy hair clogged my hungover mind even in school. She was there somewhere and I knew I had to apologise.

So I did.

In PE class everyone decided to play dodge ball due to substitution.

"Hey, Elaine," I got no reply. She just looked towards a distant stand.

"Okay fine I know I did wrong and I am so sorry I was really drunk at least that's the maximum of my stupid level drunk. Maybe you can hit me with the  dodge ball."
And did she took that seriously?
Even after me getting out she continuously kept hitting me with the ball and my whole body was sore after the match.

She smirks and says smugly "I forgive you."

And that's how she forgave me so easily and painfully if I must say. Yes, I am being sarcastic.

But we just started spending time together a lot more than ever when we got the English project.

I was curious about her always. She wasn't like you, Mae, she had this weird-ass laugh that will make you laugh along with her, unlike your melodious one. And yeah her obsession with different kinds of postcards. Oof!

The whole wall of her room was covered in postcards she bought from places she went to or wanted to go. And the fairy lights made them look wonderful and stupid at the same time.

"You are stupidly crazy. These many cards, god," I told her

She laughed off and told me that's it totally not fine to be a jerk but it gets counter with my sweet part so she didn't mind.

I scoffed and remembered the day you(mae) called me "shoo sweet".

"Oh come on snarly get over here we have to complete the English project," Mrs Shane decided to make us partners. Yeah, that's why I am at her home.

"I am not SNARLY!" She chuckled and I rolled my eyes in annoyance and followed her.

Yours lovingly,

Henry

💮💮💮

The pen I was writing with started making weird sounds as I wrote on paper frustrated I threw it away and lied down on the bed wondering what was I actually doing with my life.

Mae, yeah she is an important part of my life but she didn't choose me she chose someone else.

Wait, did you even gave her a chance to know that you like her?

But isn't it clear enough that I like her? I mean most people at school knew it. Well, now they think I like Elaine. High school and their filthy gossips. A ping broke my trance and I fetch out my phone from my pocket.

6:58

Elaine: Come down nd open the damn door I am waiting🙄😑

6:58

Me: Patience woman! And you aren't even here yet.

6:59

Elaine: I would be there soon then your lazy ass would waste my time, so...😂

6:59

Me: 🙄🙄 Haha ha...so funny

6:59

Elaine: Ikr😏

6:59

Me: Yeah you can't do that smirk El, just leave it.

7:00

Elaine: you are such a jerk😑😑

I laughed at the use of emoji. Frankly, I believe this is her favourite emoji so far. And she can't ever pretend to be egoistical because well she isn't that much.

And sometimes she does get irritated so quickly I enjoy it.

Chuckling I made my way downstairs only to find Mae straddling George on the couch while they watch a movie.

All my good mood went down in the drain. I felt jealousy course through my veins. Not this again. I-I can't continue to be jealous of my own twin brother it's not right. But I can't help it, every time I see them together it's like the love that I have from Mae keeps rushing to the brims daring to fall out and making me want to speak it out.

I opened the front door to find a bubbly El, waiting for me.

She smiles and is about to hug me when I moved inside the house and ask her to shut the door behind her.

"So...jerk what's got you in a so-"
That's when she glanced at the drawing-room couch and rolled her eyes.

"So about the project I was wondering which photo is better the left one or the right one?"
I saw her holding two same photographs angled at different positions. I felt really angry when after knowing why I was in a sore mood she continues to do this. I slammed the door shut behind me on her face before she could enter.

"Henry, dude..." She entered the room and was about to speak further.

"Listen just do the project and get lost from here,  and don't fucking talk to me because I don't really need your fake sympathy or even want to hear what you want to say as a matter of fact." For a brief period I was so sure I saw a hurt flash through her eyes but I don't really care because right now I was more hurt than her.

She just went ahead sat on the bed, spread her things, decided from the photo options and started working.

I didn't do anything except playing a video game to distract me from the hurt I felt.

All the while Elaine did the work on her own.

After beating auxus4 in the game I finally felt better then before and turned around to see what Elaine has done till now. Maybe I could still help her, right?

Wrong. Because she isn't there.

She's gone.