Vintage 3
The Vintage Car
‘Why are you not answering my messages and calls?’
I felt annoyed with her text.
And I felt more irritated because my hands are itching to reply.
It’s been days since I started ignoring her.
I wanted to forget her.
I’ve been stopping myself from replying and answering her calls.
And it’s so hard! Ohhh gosh!
I put my phone down and diverted my attention to work. But a minute hasn’t passed, my phone vibrated again.
“Uugghh.”
But, what’s wrong if I’ll answer her call?
“Promise, I won’t entertain her again after this.”
I took the phone call and,
“H-hello?” I hesitantly answered.
“Dara? Are you avoiding me?”
My heartbeat went fast when I heard her voice.
“N-no! You know, I’m kind of busy these past few days.” I stammered, biting my lower lip.
“Is that so? I thought you’re trying to avoid me. I can’t find any reason for you to do that.” She added.
Can’t find any reason!? You’re a taxi cab driver!
And I don’t want to be in a relationship with a cab driver!
With my beauty!? My status!? God! Help me!
“No, no. Why would I do that?” Oh my gosh!
“You’re right. And you also said that you like me.” I want to scrub my face on the floor when I heard that.
But why can’t I deny it? C’mon Dara! This is your chance to tell her that you don’t like her!
“Yeah. Uhmmm, Chaerin-ah, I’m really busy right now. You know, I got a lot of work here at the office. Just call me later.” I reasoned out although I’ve been on twitter all day long.
“Are your bosses treating you like a slave?” can’t she understand!?
Can’t she feel that I wanted this all to end even though my soul is totally against it!?
She is making things harder for me! Gosh! My bangs are getting curly already!
“Uhm…no. I just got a lot of work. My bosses are quite strict and they, for sure, will be mad if works aren’t done on time.” I heard a voice at the background, laughing.
And worse, that’s a woman’s voice!
And I suddenly felt a little hurt.
Damn Dara! You shouldn’t feel that way. You are avoiding her, right?
“Wait, are you with a woman back there?” and I slipped. -_-
“Ahh, yes. My cousin.” Cousin? As in a relative? An aunt’s daughter? An uncle’s daughter? What! Maybe that’s your girlfriend! My blood boiled with what I thought.
“Oh. Ok. Attend to your cousin first and I’ll proceed to work. Bye.” I didn’t wait for her to answer. I was irritated. That flirt driver! What if I’ll throw my 4 inches wedge at her!?
“Uuuggh!” all afternoon long, I was in a bad mood.
I even tweeted an ‘I don’t care!’
! That flirt is starting to get into my nerves!
“Who is Dara here?” I followed the direction of the voice.
And I saw the commanding pr
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