Hey, bimb!: JUST KALIX

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After that encounter with G, he didn't send me messages which actually good because I had the chance to rethink and reevaluate. I am planning to meet him soon. I am still waiting for a sign.
Kalix has been messaging constantly and asking me how I am. I got used to seeing this notification from IG "urguykalix_ sent you a message."

"urguykalix_ good morning, reb. don't forget to smile today. have a great day ahead"

"strawberyisreb hey kalix. thanks for reminding me to smile. have a great one."

Just like that, I felt that I found a new friend. I got close to Kalix and we would be sending messages everyday. Sometimes, we meet and enjoy sharing stories about our lives. His an accountant and like most of us he is still trying to figure out things for himself. His from Dumaguete but decided to study in Manila. He loves blue. He likes strawberry smoothie too. Kalix became one of my companion, as I only have few (or I don't have) friends here since I transferred. I told him most of my story about G, why I transferred here and my frustrations.

Suddenly my phone rang. The familiar number. It was him. I excuse myself to Kalix. "Hey bimb, how are you?" I wasn't ready for that question. I really don't know how am I. And I am not prepared to answer questions coming from you. "Hey, I know... I'm sorry. I shouldn't be calling you. I'm just worried bimb." Worried? Since when did you start worrying about me when you left huh? My mind keeps arguing with me. "Hey G, let's just meet in person on Saturday.. I hope you're free." "Sure Reb. I'll make myself available for you." I hang up the call. I'm not ready to talk to you yet.

Kalix look at me with concern. "What happened? Are you okay Reb?" Should I say I am not. After that day we met, I couldn't stop thinking of the ring and G. I felt betrayed, he could have told me his plans. Did he not trust me? "Hey Reb, it's okay if you don't want to say it, but you should acknowledge the feeling." Kalix has always been this guy that you need to decode his statements. Bumping into him that day, the conversation at the coffee shop wherein all he did was listen to me. His messages, thou for sure it doesn't meant any? Or it does? Reb you still have G to conquer on Saturday.

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