Hey guys! Here’s another short story and I hope you all like it. All the love ❤
Taeta being a lady of independence, decided to go to her favorite coffee shop in Forbes Town Center. As she walked on the grey-colored narrow streets, her brown, wavy hair swayed uncontrollably due to the cold wispy air of the night. She heard birds chirping and seen lights twinkling on the road that she kept on walking in. She finally had a glimpse of the bright lights that formed the sign Aivee Café and it made her at ease that she was near to her desired safe haven.
As she entered the café, she immediately fall in lined and ordered her favorite, her personal pair, one large winter melon-flavored milk tea with additional pearls and also smores. She heard her stomach grumbled because of her sudden cravings. She went to her spot, behind those white-marbled walls was her so-called pastel blue comfy chair, and she hurriedly sat and opened her laptop. The laptop beeped so many times because of a lot of notifications about their group work in Creative Writing class. She was also bombarded with the things to do in the other subjects she took in University of the Philippines Diliman. She sighed and allowed herself to absorb the tasks she was about to complete.
After the realizations, she emphasized one thing inside her head. She was longing for something more than what just meets her eyes, something she really was uncertain of. She thought about happiness and where would she find it and literally she had no idea. So out of boredom and confusion, she decided to play a game that was way beyond her comfort zone. She whispered to herself, “The 23rd guy who passed in front of me will be my boyfriend.” Maybe she thought that a boyfriend would finally give her genuine happiness she waited in her existence. And with that thought in mind, undoubtedly, she started counting.
“One,” an old guy passed in front of her wearing a striped long-sleeved shirt and was after her beautiful wife. She smiled and said, “They looked really cute, I was kinda envious of them.” “Two, three, four, five, six,” the sixth guy caught her attention, he really was looking dainty and manly yet she held hands with another guy which meant that he was a gay. She laughed a little and whispered, “Oh, if he was a man, he would really be my crush, sadly he was not.” Then she went on counting, perplexed by the thought that she was depending on something that was unsure. She was doing a thing she never expected to do; she did something that was not included in the long list of her plans. But amidst the peculiarity, she had the burning desire to continue counting and discover something new about the people around her and even herself. Maybe, in that weird way, she will found out someone or something that will make her universe brighter and merrier than it was that night. “Eighteen, nineteen, twenty,” her heart stopped for a moment, the 20th guy in yellow shirt and khaki shorts was his childhood best friend. She quickly enveloped his arms around him and bade good bye when he said he was in a rush. She got the chance to have his number and some time in the future they will meet in some random place in Manila. And by that, she realized that she desperately longed for it and there was no turning back.
“Twenty one,” she whispered, her heart was in a very quick pace, it seemed like it was about to explode and be divided into tiny pieces. The 23rd guy was very near and she had no idea who will it be, someone who was a stranger to him or someone whom she met but could not be remembered. She did not care and continued counting with a pair of shaking hands and a much confused mind in the making.
“Twenty two, twenty three,” with eyes full of curiosity and certain excitement, she looked directly at the guy who passed in front of her. She held her breath and with a blurry pair of eyes, she was amused and shocked at the guy’s presence. He was wearing a deep blue v neck t-shirt, faded jeans, and a pair of white classic Converse shoes with brown eyes literally the same as hers. Taeta’s eyes were filled with tears, she had no idea that he would be given a chance to finally meet him after all the years she had waited.
The guy approached her, and Taeta cannot move a single step, she had her mouth wide open like she was stoned literally on the place she was sitting on. She awkwardly smiled and waited for him to be close. As the guy continued to be near her, both of their smiles never faded and when he was finally close enough to her, he whispered, “I miss you my not-so-little sister.”