Becca

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

It's a college love story about a girl, Becca.

"As I walked through the empty corridors, I could hear my heels tapping on the floor, the only audible sound on the entire floor. I was so scared I wanted to run away, out of the building, city, country, or maybe just out of the planet; Hide in someplace where no one can see me, where I am all by myself. But, I guess that is not an option. Anyways I walked to the room, noticed a few people sitting there before me. I found an empty bench, kept my stuff there, and closed my eyes, trying to relax for a while. As soon as I closed my eyes, the flashback started.
It was my first year of college, a monotonous day. I was sitting alone on the fourth bench of the corner row. I wanted to go to my room, crumble up in my bed and listen to songs for hours but couldn't. I was looking at my watch every five minutes and wishing that time would pass soon.
At the beginning of the last lecture, someone entered the room when I was about to doze off. Usually, I ignore things like that, but that day something caught my eye. It was a guy, tall, sturdy, charming, and confused. He was searching for an empty seat in that packed room, and then our eyes met. I was the only one sitting alone; I didn't have any friends to sit with; I would sit all alone in the class and have my lunch and dinner also by myself. He came towards me and sat next to me. I was astonished and kept on smiling. The lecture continued, but I don't remember a single word taught that day. I was so busy looking at him. 
The next day, he sat with me again and then the day after that, and then soon it became every day. We even started eating lunch together.
We were like best friends, always together, always talking to each other. And then there were days where we wouldn't speak anything, it was me gazing into his dark-hazel eyes, and he would look at me and keep on smiling. 
I would sometimes sneak out of the hostel and go on a long walk with him. And then once when I was cold, how he offered me his jacket like it is in those romantic cliche movies, but trust me, it was sweet, and then how I never returned it to him, and never even washed it as it smells of him.
We would lie down on the terrace of his hostel, stare at the stars for hours. And then there was him teaching me about the constellations. I would try to listen to him, though I had no interest. I would only look at his wide eyes as he tried to get my attention to those stars.
We did have our occasional small fights here and there. But then there was this one big fight. I don't clearly remember what it was about, but yeah, I am pretty sure that it was because I did something stupid. It lasted for about a week. We didn't talk to each other. We ignored each other as much as we could. But then, at last, I made him apologize, even though it was my mistake. He would always do that, apologize to me, and take all the blame on himself. I wish I had known it then.
I remember him telling me about his family, his little sister, and how they went to picnics on Sundays. I always joked about how one day I would also go to the Sunday picnic with them.
What we had was completely different. I knew it was more than best friends. And I somehow felt that I was in love with that tall, charming, intelligent, emotional, and the best guy in the world. We were so happy together that we never needed any other friends. 
I had told my parents about him, though they weren't too excited to meet him, I was confident they would also immediately fall in love with him. There were people in college who thought that I was insane. They never talked to me and always made fun of me. I know they were jealous of me. 
The flashback of memories stopped when I heard someone say; "Miss Becca, you are next." It was the receptionist outside your clinic. As I looked beside me, I saw him sitting there. I held his hand and smiled at him. I could hear people murmuring; I turned to them, they were all giving me those looks, similar to what I had been facing in college. Anyways I turned back to him and, yes, he was not there by my side this time. I guess it was the end to all of it. Doctor are you listening to me?" said Becca furiously.
"Huh..uh, go on, I am listening," I replied.
"So, what do you think? Do you also think I am making this up?" said Becca with tears in her eyes.
"I understand you, honey!" I smiled and gave her an appointment for next week.


Submitted: November 18, 2021

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