Class
hasn’t been the same for Kye after Rick and Cally were absent for days. The
sudden disappearances of the both of them are making his heart feeling uneasy.
He recalled the conversation (well, argument) he had with the girl he loved
about his best friend. It was the first time he sees her sad but it doesn’t
change the fact that he believed her. Well, of course not.
Rick has always been there for him. When he
was just five, many kids love to bully him. Being the only child, no one ever
stood up for him. It just so happened that day at elementary school a new boy
just transferred and that boy would be Rick. When the kids bullied him as
usual, Rick protected him. From there onwards, they becomes friends and never a
day they were apart. Well, until Rick’s parent got transferred overseas and he
had no choice but to follow them. Even though that, they always exchanged
emails and called each other. They were such inseparable pair.
However, since that heartbreaking day, he
didn’t know what to believe anymore. The whole day he kept trying to absorb
what Cally told him the other day. As he was thinking, he didn’t realized how
much time has passed until the bell rang. Everyone in the class started leaving
while he was still there packing his stuff into his bag. Michelle came by and
stood in front of him.
“Have you heard anything from Cally yet? She
wouldn’t reply my message or receive my calls. I’m very worry for her.” She
sounded really sad and both of her hands were shaken of uneasiness.
With a hand on hers, he assured her that he
will informed her about Cally as soon as he heard something. She looked at him
gratefully and started leaving the classroom. He walked his way to the house of
his missing friend but she was not home. Since he can’t think of anything else,
he decided to visit Rick, whom contacted him the day before, instead.
On the way there he took out his phone and
typed another message to Cally. She hasn’t been replying him since the first
one he sent to her. Somehow he hoped that she’s been reading the past messages.
At least tell me where are you? I know you
are not home. Actually no one is home. Let me repent my sin towards you.
Please. Pretty please with a cherry on top? I’ll buy you cake! Maybe two?
Please?
Standing
in front of the huge gate of Rick’s residences, he rang the bell asking for his
friend. The butler confirmed that he is in however he is busy talking to
someone else. He told the butler he would just wait inside, and of course the
old guy let him in. Ever since they were just kids, Kye has always come over.
For that, the old butler had known the two boys like his own sons. As he
entered the room, the maidservant greets him.
“Young master is at the study room.” She told
the young boy while bowing to him.
He thanked her and make his way there. Just a
few steps before he reach to the room, he could hear the conversation inside.
Rick seems to be talking with some older guy but he knew it’s not his father.
He thought he would just excuse himself and just asked a few question but their
conversation stirred his interest.
“B-but there was a little girl there. The
deal is to dispose of the girl only, not involving anyone else.”
“Yeah sure. You ended hurting yourself and
not killing her. I don’t want her to spread the news about me. Anyway… your job
is done. I’ll find another way to get rid of Cally by tomorrow.”
Hearing the name of his girlfriend, he found
out that she was hospitalized. Without seeing Rick, he rushed out of that place
and stopped a taxi to the nearest hospital. On the way to the destination
place, his heart was pumping really fast and his body starts to feel the chill
of the air conditioner.
“Why is Rick doing this? What had she done to
him before? Is she okay? Am I really that blind to see what is hidden behind my
back? Was she telling the truth?” His mind is hurting with these entire
questions waiting for answers.
One by one, he searched every possible
hospital she might be in. He was about to throw in the towel when he reached
the fifth hospital that day. Fortunately she was registered there. He paid the
taxi driver and rushed to the floor she was hospitalized in. Every step he
takes, his heart throbs harder and harder. Although he though seeing her would
be easy, but in reality it isn’t. Not after what he did to her and not
believing every single word she said. Finally he reached in front of a room
numbered 546,where her name was written near the door. Heart racing, sweat runs
down his temples, sweaty palms, he tried to gather his courage to face her. Slowly
he placed his hand on the doorknob and turned it. As the door was ajar, he
could see her back, as she was facing the window. He walked in step by step,
making sure not to disturb her. When he was near enough to talk, he cleared his
throat while putting both hands at the back.
“Erm… C-cally?” He knew his voice was croaked
due to the nervousness of a sudden visit.
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