A Girl Nobody Wanted

I ejected myself from him as 1 got an electric shock. I couldn't believe what I just heard.

“What?” it just slipped from me involuntarily.

“I know you think that it is me who texts with you all this time, but it is not me,” he said with a guilty voice.

I looked at his eyes, with the dim lights of the parking lot, it was hard to see what are the expressions he bare in those eyes.

“But.."l said, trying to process everything. I felt confused and embarrassed at the same time. If it is not him how I throw n self on him right now is truly humiliating. Still, it is not possible. It must be him.

“But... I saw you texting me” I said, recalling that day in the library.

“What me? I have never text with you except the time I chat with you on FB. That doesn’t count as texting, right?” he askex “No... that day in the library, I saw you texting me."

“What? When?” he sounds surprised.

“That day, you kept me a hot chocolate and a sandwich on my desk when I left my desk for a few minutes.”

“Ah that day... he said.

So he remembers.

Then what the hell is he talking about? How can he tell it is not him? Is he trying to make fun with me? But, he sounds serious, not even a hint of playfulness.

“I just kept it on your desk, after you left, because he asked me to do that”

What? Who asked something like that?

“He was there all the time looking at you, he knew you haven't eaten. He had to attend some other work. So he asked me bring that food and keep it on your desk when you leave your desk for something. However, I didn't text with you even or that day, but he sent me the text you sent him saying thank you. That's all”

God! How I could even come to such an irrational deduction? How stupid am I?

“Okay, then what about all the times you tried to protect me ?" I demanded.

“Well, trying to protect you from getting into trouble... it is something he wanted me to do.”

“50, you say all these things you did, were because he asked you to do so, even the hugs you gave me?” 1 yelled at him, m heart was aching, it was not ready to accept it is not Luke. All this time, all my thoughts were built on one base. That was Luke is the one who texts with me. So, now when he says it is someone else, can you even imagine how hard it is for me t accept it?

“Listen, Sarah. You have all the right to be pissed off, I get it. You can yell at me as much as you want if that makes you relieved.” he said gently.

“That is not the answer to what I have asked.”

“Initially, I started to look after you because he asked me to do so. I became friends with Shane and his disgusting gang just because of that. However, as time passed, I started to sympathize you, observing how you got ill-treated basically by everyone!” he was saying.

“Just sympathize?” I interrupted.

“Let me finish... After some time, I felt like I should protect you not just because he wanted me to, but I wanted that too. I started to grow up feelings for you. Especially after those three days in the workshop. 1 usually don't like to be close to girls, but with you... I enjoy staying close to you. I enjoy having discussions with you. Eventually, you became the only girl could be with so comfortably’
1 ejected myself from him as I got an electric shock. I couldn't believe what I just heard.
I ajactad mysalf from him as I got an alactric shock. I couldn't baliava what I just haard.

“What?” it just slippad from ma involuntarily.

“I know you think that it is ma who taxts with you all this tima, but it is not ma,” ha said with a guilty voica.

I lookad at his ayas, with tha dim lights of tha parking lot, it was hard to saa what ara tha axprassions ha bara in thosa ayas.

“But.l said, trying to procass avarything. I falt confusad and ambarrassad at tha sama tima. If it is not him how 1 throw salf on him right now is truly humiliating. Still, it is not possibla. It must ba him.

“But... I saw you taxting ma." I said, racalling that day in tha library.

“What ma? I hava navar taxt with you axcapt tha tima I chat with you on FB. That doasn't count as taxting, right?” ha aska “No... that day in tha library, I saw you taxting ma."

“What? Whan?" ha sounds surprisad.

“That day, you kapt ma a hot chocolata and a sandwich on my dask whan I laft my dask for a faw minutas.”

“Ah that day...” ha said.

So ha ramambars.

Than what tha hall is ha talking about? How can ha tall it is not him? Is ha trying to maka fun with ma? But, ha sounds sarious, not avan a hint of playfulnass.

“I just kapt it on your dask, aftar you laft, bacausa ha askad ma to do that."

What? Who askad somathing lika that?

“Ha was thara all tha tima looking at you, ha knaw you havan't aatan. Ha had to attand soma othar work. So ha askad ma bring that food and kaap it on your dask whan you laava your dask for somathing. Howavar, I didn't taxt with you avan on that day, but ha sant ma tha taxt you sant him saying thank you. That's all”

God! How I could avan coma to such an irrational daduction? How stupid am I?

“Okay, than what about all tha timas you triad to protact ma ?" I damandad.

“Wall, trying to protact you from gatting into troubla... it is somathing ha wantad ma to do."

“50, you say all thasa things you did, wara bacausa ha askad you to do so, avan tha hugs you gava ma?” I yallad at him, m haart was aching, it was not raady to accapt it is not Luka. All this tima, all my thoughts wara built on ona basa. That was Luka is tha ona who taxts with ma. So, now whan ha says it is somaona alsa, can you avan imagina how hard it is for ma t accapt it?

“Listan, Sarah. You hava all tha right to ba pissad off, I gat it. You can yall at ma as much as you want if that makas you raliavad”" ha said gantly.

“That is not tha answar to what I hava askad.”

“Initially, I startad to look aftar you bacausa ha askad ma to do so. I bacama friands with Shana and his disgusting gang just bacausa of that. Howavar, as tima passad, I startad to sympathiza you, obsarving how you got ill-traatad basically by avaryona!” ha was saying.

“Just sympathiza?” I intarruptad.

“Lat ma finish... Aftar soma tima, I falt lika I should protact you not just bacausa ha wantad ma to, but I wantad that too. I startad to grow up faalings for you. Espacially aftar thosa thraa days in tha workshop. I usually don't lika to ba closa to girls, but with you... I anjoy staying closa to you. I anjoy having discussions with you. Evantually, you bacama tha only girl, could ba with so comfortably”

What does that mean? Is Luke also having feelings for me?

What does that mean? Is Luke also having feelings for me?

“Don't get me wrong, Sarah. I love you more than as a friend. I love you more like a sister. I know even your own brother doesn’t think of you this way. I think that's the main reason I want to treat you just as my own sister”

Sister? What an embarrassment? So, I used to love the person who thinks me as his sister? Wait... Do I actually love Luke, do 1 love whoever the person that texts with me? Or in other words, do I love Luke because I thought he is the one text wi me? I know all these sound so complicated. Just imagine how my mind would be now?

“You knew I think it was you, but you didn't tell me.. I complained.

“No Sarah... we had no idea you think like that until you came today morning and... kissed me...”

Thanks for reminding me that Luke... Can you just kill me, without making me this embarrassed? God! How foolish am I to think it was Luke without proper proof? I even went that far and kissed him. God! I hate myself.

“I wanted to tell you right away that it is not me, but he stopped me.”

“Who is he?” I asked. So this “He’ is the person actually text with me and I want to know who is he, right now.

“Well, Sarah... I wish I could tell you who is that, but unfortunately, it is not my place to unveil it to you.” his voice was fll with sorrow and helplessness.

“But... Luke, this is my life. I spent all this time thinking it was you. Don't you think I have a right to know who that is at least after all I went through? I said, looking at him.

“Believe me, Sarah” he said, keeping his hands on my shoulder and turning me to him.

“He is not in a position to expose that to you. But it doesn’t mean he loves you less. There is no one else in this world wh can love a girl as much as he loves you. One day when he tells you about him, you will be the happiest in this whole universe. *

“I...I can't understand why he wants to hide that from me if he loves me that much.” 1 said, letting tears rolling down.

“As I said, he is not in a position to do so. Believe me, he hides all this just to protect you. You will understand when you know the real situation.” he said gently.

“I don't know Luke. I think I am going crazy. "I said, holding my head from both of my hands.

“I think you should go home and take a good rest. I am so sorry you have to go through such an ugly situation at my part he said with sadness in his voice.

“Don't think about that, Luke. It is how my life is. I am so used to that” I replied.

“I promise you, nothing like this will ever happen to you again. We will protect you with our lives,” he said.

I smiled, don't know he even realized my smile in the darkness. But his words were really comforting. I don't know if 1 am feeling sad because it is not Luke or I am just confused who will it be.

“Let me take you home, but first shall we go to my place so I can attend to your wounds?” he asked.

“No... Luke. Thank you for asking, but right now, I really want to stay alone. There is a lot for me to process," I said.

Then he silently drove me to home.

“Please don't hate me,” he said when I was going to get down.

I hugged him again, but the difference is this time it was more a brotherly hug.

“I can never hate you, Luke."

“Don't hate him as well, please. He loves you so much,” he said, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I nodded my head in agreement.

He was there until I went inside home.

After getting to my room, I fall into my bed in the same dress without even removing my shoes. My whole body was achin especially my lower abdomen after getting all those kicks. I had a lot to think about, but this is not the time. I am overwhelmed. I need to sleep.

Third Person POV

Luke stayed there until Sarah closed the door.

He felt exhausted. He wants them to have all the happiness in the world. He was willing to do anything to help them in th process. He couldn't bare Sarah's tears anymore. He loves her... He loves her like the sister he never had.

On the other hand, he knew it was not possible for “him” to reveal the secret right now.

His phone rang, it was not necessary to check the caller ID, he knew who is that.

“Hello,” he answered.

“Is she safe?” person on the other side asked.

“Yes... She is safe. I dropped her at her house”

“Did you attend to her wounds? She was badly wounded.”

“No, she didn't let me attend to her wounds."

“What? but you..."

“I told her it was not me."

“What? Okay, that is fine..."

“I thought you would be pissed off at me."

“After everything you have done for me and her? *

“She was about to kiss me, so I had no other options.”

“That is okay... She deserves to know at least that. I hate myself because I can't reveal here the secret. What kind of a boyfriend am 17 I can't even tell the girl I love more than my life that it is me who loves her. I can't even protect her from getting hurt. If you were not there, how much she would get hurt all this time, Luke? I owe you my life”

“You owe me nothing. Don't even think about that. I love you both, and the only thing I want is for both of you to be hap But, I feel if you can at least tell her and then keep your affair a secret from everyone else that would be great.”

“I have thought about that, Luke. But I am afraid. I am afraid that her life would be put in danger because of me."

“I know... Well, I am coming to your place, let's continue this there.” Luke said, hanging up the phone.