16 CHAPTER 16 (2/2)

”Clearly, he still likes you. I've tried it but it never does respond even if I'm facing hotter girls.”

I shut at that. ”You've tried with someone?”

”Yes but it doesn't stand. My ego's dying. I'm not a man anymore.”

”Maybe you're gay.”

”Cass, remember we had sex a couple of weeks back? It had no qualms of standing with you. But with others, no such luck.”

”Is that even possible?”

”Maybe. I don't know.”

”Maybe you should try with someone you love? Try it with Cara?” Why am I encouraging him with this. Am I still an innocent girl? No clearly not.

”Eehhh....”

”You don't like doing it with Cara?”

”She doesn't appeal to me. Really.”

And the topic went on. I don't know why but I look forward every night of our talks. It's comforting me that someone wants to listen to me and I could help him with his problems. It's somehow of mutual benefits.

As I was walking down the road, thinking of the things I would like to tell him, I caught sight of a familiar-looking bag. ”Hmmm isn't that Ethan's?”

I squinted hard, and what I saw was yeah him. And Cara. Walking down the street, talking and smiling. They look so happy. I watch them ride together a bus. I stood there immobile, oblivious to the confused stares of passersby. I saw them happy together and it pains me. Why does it have to be painful? Why Ethan? I don't know what to think anymore. I didn't realize that my tears are beginning to fall.