Funny how fate loves playing with you. And hidden and tucked feelings, just keep emerging and reminding you of the stupid decisions you make. Great. U of L now wants me and offered a scholarship, but not for rugby, so it wasn't worth it. Parents said to make sure I get to Lethbridge nice and safe, and at be rested at Eric's sister's place by nightfall.
I know I'm a rebel, but this time, I really didn't mean to stay out as late as 9 lost in North Lethbridge. And to make it even better, the number that Eric gave me was not the right number. Luckily someone picked up at the other end and lived in Lethbridge. This was not a set up plan for me to sabotage the person that wants me to go away. I came to Lethbridge so that I can leave her behind and get back on my feet. She didn't want me, and I don't want to stay depressed. So I figured going there and formally declining U of L's offer would be the proper thing to do. Plus this way, I can spend time with my sister's delirious best friend (he's pretty cool) and maybe get some advices and just chill.
BUT NO. After waiting in Calgary until from 3pm-5 pm, I decided to take the bus and ask the nice tourist guide how to get to Lethbridge. It was a 3 hour bus ride to the middle of no where.
I'd like to say this was the most fun I've had, going to a foreign place with no way back. I arrive at North Lethbridge. I figured, what the heck, it would be more convenient for Eric to pick me up at Lethbridge anyways. So I walk around, and found that my iPhone got stolen from my pocket. GRREAT. Luckily I found my phone that I've been missing for a week in my bag ready to rumble and I've got my iTouch (oh mac products), but then there was no wi-fi, in this scary place at the middle of nowhere.. with sketchy people walking around.
A 17 year old girl trying to take it up on her own. Not a good idea.
Stupid. Stupid. AAND stupid. Are the three words that would describe me perfectly.
Remember the wrong phone number I mentioned earlier? Well... this person (who I assumed was a girl/ a 50 year old pedophile) and I had a texting argument about me being lost and me accusing him of being eric. Yes, it wasn't eric, and I was convinced when I decided to call him, and ask for directions to University of Lethbridge. Yeah. He helped. ALOT. I didn't know a stranger would just help me like that. He even offered me a ride, for all he knew, I could've been a murderer or a serial killer on the loose luring 17 year old boys with the magnetic personality. It didn't help that he was similar to her; I was "making his life more interesting". I fucking hated it. I wanted to just get lost and UGH. He knew my middle name(coz he asked who it was,i thought it was eric playing a prank on me..), the name that Eric calls me. 'Rose'.. yeah so he told me his name. And guess what. I knew who he was. I freaked.
He's 17, and COINCIDENTALLY.. the person who just' broke up' with me, yeah that's her little brother. OF ALL THE FREAKING WRONG NUMBERS IN FUCKING LETHBRIDGE. IT JUST HAD TO BE HIM. WHY AM I CONSTANTLY GETTING CONNECTED AGAIN?
This is torture. When I thought I was getting better... I'm getting sucked in by another link.
WHY...WHY ME!?
Well *****, kept me company for a little while. His number and Eric's number were a number off.. 1, and it had to be him. Is this fate or coincidence? He's pretty interested in me, but I won't look into it. It's too much. Too painful.
He's charming and sweet, just like her. And he was willing to pick me up =.=.. a stranger.
My heart just keeps beating faster and faster, to the thought of her. My mind is filling up with her again, and it feels so good, so right. It's like she never left again. And slowly, I sink back into the hole, that hole.
I wanted to meet him, I know it wasn't right, I know that just because I'm in Lethbridge doesn't give me any right to associate with any of her friends, HER and especially her family. It's all too close, and she doesn't like that. I don't like that. But I asked him anyways, because I was greatful that he helped me so much (he gave me a cab number and offered me a ride.. how helpful can he get. SHIT this dude is f-ing awesome), to have dinner with me and Eric, because since I was there already and Eric was willing to pay for me coz he got me lost.
I still don't believe that it was actually him. Of all the people. And he helped me, which draws me more to him. I let go the second he told me his name. I wanted to smash the phone. He said he'll add me on fb. And I don't want him to. We're too closely connected. And I don't want to rat her out. She's one of the most special persons in my life.
I won't let the needy, snotty little 17 year old stranger ruin their relationship as bro and sis.
Anyways. I'm at Jannelle's place right now and she knows my sister too. It makes sense.. no one's home, y'never know where they fly off to. Eric covered my costs to get here and back. I'm pretty lucky that he's loaded and doesn't care; he did however feel really guilty/angry. He gave me a good yelling conversation when I got there. He was "worried sick" that if I didn't make it until 11, he would of got the cops to search for me and all. And it didn't help that he gave me the wrong phone number.. so this night was pretty lucky for me too. But that doesn't change anything that happened tonight. What am I supposed to do now? Of all the 80,000 possible residents in Lethbridge that I could've had a wrong number to. It had to be her little brother, who is my age, and DID I MENTION WAS HER LITTLE BROTHER?.. oh mon dieu, why is this happening to me. Just kill me already.
Ps. I took the cab, it was fucking expensive for a 30ishminutes ride. (stupid cab don't know what 'flat rate' is)
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