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Journal entry 101You showed up again today.The usual routine you climb up the stairs of the same unfinished building that is right across our house and you sit on the edge of the building.I get to see you every day for an hour and a half before you take off in your black Jeep.Most times you just sit and stare into space, thinking I guess.Sometimes you come to dress your wounds, and l wonder what causes them.They are not just minor wounds, they look deep and you wince every time you dress them.Who causes them, do you get into fights?Are you one of those boys that parents tell their daughters to stay away from?This time it's not an arm wound, a head wound rather it's an abdominal wound. It looks deep and painful.You close your eyes in pain as you let the alcohol sink in to wash off the cut, avoiding infections as well.How come you are so good at dressing yourself, l know YouTube can teach one everything but the way you do it looks like someone who knows it very well.Do you have anyone in your family who is a doctor?Today you left as soon as you dressed your wound, with half an hour to spare.Why are you in a rush today?The question remains,Who are you, Rooftop?••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••"l did not want to say anything but you keep writing about him why is that?" Lydia asks."l thought you wanted me to make journal entries, isn't it why you bought me this Journal?" l say and she smiles."l know you are smart Elicia, but you know what l mean. Talk to me," she says and adjusts her seat to look at me directly."l have no idea l just do." l say starting to be more honest and open.If she is supposed to be helping me l should be willing to be helped and she nods waiting for me to say something else."I honestly have no idea. l look forward to seeing him every day." I add unsure of myself."l like that you are realizing your emotions and that you don't want to deal with them that shows that you are slowly coming to terms with reality. Although channelling your emotions into him or anyone for that matter is not ideal at least it's a start, so why haven't you talked to him." She asks with a soft voice.l, swear she freaks me out sometimes. How does she manage to stay cool all the time with a job like hers?"l am afraid if l do, he will leave and l want him to stay. l haven't known his name yet or why he is like that, l want to know." l say and she nods her head."And why do you think he will leave?""Because every man in my life left. My dad, best friend and my boyfriend, they all left," l say and she smiles, that stupid smile she gives when l say something with emotions in it."See that, Elicia is what l want you to write about. l will admit he is a good influence on you. Rooftop." she says and adjusts her skirt."Instead of me writing about it why don't we talk about it.""Progress," she shouts and we both smile.For the next hour and a half we spend it talking about my feelings, how everything is making me feel, and how I am planning on dealing with it instead of repainting the walls without scrubbing off the previous paint.I had admitted that I was hurt but ever heard of the saying when it rains it pours? It sure did pour because it was as if I had lost everything. At least whatever it is that allowed these horrible things to happen in my life left Mom behind for me.I then decided to take a gap year and deal with my troubles before university.To pass the time before University as it was already October I decided to work at a nearby Café, Plaza Café; it was approximately 10 minutes from home and five minutes from my mom’s workplace Cedars Sinai Medical Centre.Sometimes my mom and her co-workers came to eat at the café. I started working at the Café to avoid staying at home alone it was becoming boring, worse without my best friend. Lydia recommended as it was something light, that would not trigger anything and she said and I quote ‘Keeping myself a bit occupied’.After Jace broke up with me I did not tell my mom because she would have ended up worrying about trivial things.I was surprised I handled the breakup well or maybe it was because I had already started noticing the distance Jace was keeping and braced myself. As l was driving home from work around 6 pm. l spotted rooftop from across the street holding a pink and purple heart-shaped balloon.A little girl probably around the age of 8 approached him with a huge c
I head home with a smile of victory and butterflies in my stomach.As soon as l got home, we made supper with mom and ate. “How was work?” she asked as we finished eating.“Work was okay, l came straight home after.” l said.“It usually takes 10 minutes but you took 25 today. Did you stop by somewhere?” she asks curious.“No l didn't l just came straight home.” Now that l think about it l spent more than 10 eavesdropping on his conversation, not that l heard anything.“Jason and Maddie came looking for you.” My mom informs me.“I told him not to come looking for me.” l say my voice distasteful.“You never told me what happened between you two. You and Jason were inseparable.”“l don't want to talk about it Ma.” l say and continue to eat.“How come Jason doesn’t come over anymore did you guys have a fight or something?” mom presses on.“Quit it ma, can't l have a quiet meal for once in my life? If you are not asking about my depression you are all into my business, just stop.” l say b
After he leaves the café, work goes as slow as it can get.Soon my shift is over and l head straight to Lydia’s office.“You look rather cheerful today, how about we unfold today’s events?” she asks.“I spoke to Rooftop!” I say more like yell in excitement.“Someone is excited.” She smiles and l smile as well.“This is progress, huh?” she adds.“I know right.” I say smiling to myself.“As much as l am glad seeing you happy I should not encourage this. It is good that you are speaking your mind now, being more open but investing your emotions into something or rather someone could bring you back to square one.” She says and stares at me intensely as if waiting for my reaction before she says something else.“Go on.” I urge her.“You seem to like this guy l can see that but it is not healthy. You don’t even know him well enough to feel anything for him. What if he wants nothing to do with you?”“Have you ever thought about that? This isn’t about you being involved with someone, you are
Today he was not treating any wounds, now that I think about it he had no scars when I saw him at the grocery store.His stepdad is no longer beating him up l guess or he is just on break from the beating or maybe the money he is sending is not short. As I am deep in thought l never noticed him looking in my direction.After winning my own battle in my mind I am brought back to reality to look at where he was sitting but my breath is caught in my mouth when I see him staring at me. I lose my balance and fall outside the window, lucky me the distance from my room to the ground is fair. I just scratch my knees and elbows but I do not even feel it because of the embarrassment I felt. I do not dare to go back to my room to check if he was still there instead I start watching TV eating my fudge cake and ice-cream.Embarrassment eating, if that's a thing.As I am eating I am interrupted by a knock on the door.I freeze afraid it was Treadway behind the door but to my disappointment it w
Journal entry 180TreadwayIt's funny how fate seems to be bringing you and me closer to each otherI like itI like you I hope l get to know you on a different level.I will not be stalking you anymore because I will have a right to ask about you since we are workmates now.You are now my workmate.Never in a million years did l think l would breathe the air of the same room with you for a whole day. Longer than that actually because we are now working together-------------------------------------------After work I did not get to see him because I was going to be late to pick up mom from work since her car had a flat tire.My mom and l got home and prepared dinner together.As we were eating."How was work?" I ask her."Work was okay l had one surgery today." She says as she smiles."One of the less busy days?" I ask her and she nods asking how my day was."You seem cheerful today, might I ask why?""No apparent reason, oh we have a new worker at the café. His name is Treadway."
Journal entry 201Dear TreadwayI have started calling you Way. You do not seem very fond of it because you correct me every time l say Way saying it's Treadway.I do not listen though because I want to be someone you think about. Every time you hear Way anywhere else you think of me. Selfish aren't l? I try talking to you on certain occasions but you keep the conversations professional, most of the times l do the talking.Not that you have a habit of ignoring people but I think you just don't talk a lot, you are reservedYou are also kind; I saw you buying a little girl who was short of money to buy a chocolate dipped éclair. You bought her three eclairs and I was pleased.I thought back to when I bought the energy drinks for you, I wonder if you thought of that incident too. I know you are kind, damaged people are not kind so, you are not damaged. There is still hope.I have asked you to have lunch with me a couple of times at work which in turn you decline politely. I don't
"Hello, excuse me?" I ask cautiously approaching. Treadway's face comes into view and l feel the butterflies in my stomach explode."Thank you for doing what you did in the morning. Kindly keep it to yourself." He says and as he was about to leave l open my mouth to speak."We could have lunch together if you really want to thank me," I say with a small voice. "I do not have the money to spend during lunch so l will have to pass, thank you though." He says and it confirms my suspicions.He started working here to make sure he gets enough money to give his stepdad."It's my treat since I suggested the whole thing." I say hesitating."Okay then." He agrees surprising me.As always, he never ceases to amaze me.This makes me wonder what kind of person he really is.We had lunch together the next day, he kept telling me to focus more on my food rather than looking at him but I could not stop myself from looking at him. He was having lunch with me.Even Isa and Andre asked a lot about t
The next day was bit doom and gloomy because I was scared that he did not like me and he would say good riddance once I stopped showing interest. As the day progressed I was no longer gloomy, because he was sparing a few glances my way as we were working and he was taking orders that were near my tables.As lunch approached all the others went for lunch but l didn't, l stayed behind. I took my journal out and sat in the changing room all by myself.Journal entry 220Dear Best FriendJeremyI haven’t visited your grave because I am scared it will take a toll on me. I am not yet mentally prepared and I apologize for that. I will visit soon because I miss you.Remember the first day we met, l was 7 and you were 9 and l was at your parent's barbecue when l nearly fell into the pool and you came as my knight in shining armor and held my hand.I was very pleased, although we ended up falling into the pool together but you were my hero.And since then, you became my brother from another m
Off to UCLA I have always been dreaming of going to the same college with my boyfriend and now that dream is coming true. The next day mom drives me to school. Treadway drives his car with Mick and Vee. Once we got to the campus, we checked-in and helped each other to carry our bags into our dorm rooms. "You have the same room number as mine," Treadway says. My dorm room number was 65E and his dorm room number was 65B. We got to my room first and knocked; a Chinese girl around my age opened the door. "Ni hao." I greet her and she smiles. "Knock it off I can speak English just fine." She says and I pick up an American accent and l smile at her as well. "You must be Elicia Rae, I am Nicky. get in." she says and we all get in and leave the luggage in my dorm room. "I will be right back; I need to help him settle in." I say to my roommate Nicky. She winks at me and we exit the room to go to Treadway's room. Apparently Treadway had no roommate, it was a single's room, s
As soon as I reach home I freshen up and went to pick up Valerie from school. After the shooting at the court, the man who had shot Treadway was arrested and he confessed that he had planned this whole thing with Ron and this lengthened Ron's sentenced as he had attempted to murder Treadway. Treadway was sent to hospital, he had lost a lot of blood so as soon as he arrived he went straight to surgery and they managed to remove the bullet, luckily it had not hit any vital organs.And it had been five days since he was operated on and he was unconscious. Mom managed to enroll Valerie to grade one, and she had been going to school for three days now and it was a Friday, a half day and mom had gone back to work so I had to go pick her up. At Val's school. "El!!!!" I turn to see where the sound is coming from and I am engulfed into two tiny arms. "Hey Val, missed me?" I ask hugging back and lifting her up. "Of course, how is Way. Did he wake up?" she asks me as I place her on the pa
Day before the court date, I went to see Michaela and Valerie and told them what happened. "I am glad you finally took a step against that bastard." Michaela says venom lacing her words."It was Elicia, who had the balls to do all that. If it was me alone, I would still be sulking." I tell Mick and she raises a brow. "What?" I ask her."Who is Elicia?" Mick goes on to ask. "My girlfriend." I say and see pain flash in Mick's eyes. I knew Mick liked me from High school but I could not just bring myself to ask her out, at first I did not want it to seem like I was dating her because of my situation so l restrained myself but after I met Elicia I figured I never liked Michaela more than just a friend. Elicia showed me what real love is. "My brother has a girlfriend!!! My brother has a girlfriend." Valerie chants running around the kitchen where we were talking with Mick. "It was high time you came to take your crap car that's in my garage." Mick says snorting."You wish you had one
Time flew and it was already April and I was looking forward to my college application response as they responded April-May.I told my mom what was happening with Treadway and she wanted to help him so she talked to a friend of hers Mr. Gentry who was a lawyer and he wanted to help as well. "You have to bring him here so that we set the facts straight, take him to court and put this monster behind bars." Mr. Gentry said to me and my mom.The next day at work I told him what had happened and how Mr. Gentry wanted us to drop by his office. "What? You went behind my back to do all this El. Why didn't you tell me before doing anything?" He questioned me angry."I don't understand why you are angry at me; I was trying to help. Don't you want him to go to prison?" I ask him raising my voice to match his."That man is sick in the head if he comes to realize that is what I am planning, he will overdose my mom and kill her. Did you think about that?" He says exasperated."I---," I try to say
"Treadway." My mom acknowledged his presence as she passed a salad bowl to him on the dining table which he awkwardly accepted. "Good evening mam." Treadway greets my mom back with a hesitant smile. I could see he was so nervous so, l held his hand reassuringly under the table and he relaxed a little. "Good to have you here and please call me Carol." My mom smiles at him. "Thank you for having me, Carol." He says formally and I had to try so hard to control my laughter from how awkwardly he was behaving. I loved that he was embarrassed and he was trying to impress my mom. In order to be embarrassed, a person has to care about the other's opinion first so this showed that he cared about my and my mom's opinion."No need to be so formal you can call me Carol." My mom says smiling trying to be a bit accommodating so he wouldn't be so on edge and he nodded. "So, what do you do?" my mom asks."Mom, please. " I plead with her not to get all personal with him. "No it's okay. I am cur
As February started, I applied for psychology at UCLA. The following weeks were filled with Treadway showing me that he was serious about me.Andre asked if him and I were dating and I was afraid he would say no because he seemed like someone who liked his life private but he said yes. This made me feel special. He walked me home every day and at weekends he sometimes came to see me when mom wasn't around. We texted at times, he wasn't much of phone person instead he was a rather be with person. I was glad l was one of the few contacts in his phone. Sometimes I would bring him food at work and packed him a few lunch boxes when he visited home.We went to meet Michaela and Valerie turns out my suspicions of Michaela being his wife and Valerie being his daughter was wrong. Valerie was his little sister and Michaela was a very close friend of his who offered to stay with Vee. One day as he was walking me home I decided to ask him the question l dreaded the most. "You remember th
The next day at work was really awkward, I fell a couple of orders. Treadway was looking at me the whole time. I was a nervous mess and thank heavens lunch came in a buzz but to my dismay Treadway and I were staying behind because we took turns to go for lunch. He came to talk to me at the counter as there were no more customers coming in. "Hey El." He says making me acknowledge his presence. "Hey." I say and the air becomes very tense, one could literary cut the tension with a knife.I didn't know what else to say to him, he was quiet as well but he mastered the courage after a couple of minutes somehow. "Are you still thinking?" he asks awkwardly."No, I---, " I am cut by a customer who wanted to order. From then on-wards the coffee shop was flooded, we barely managed to have our own lunch and we never managed to talk until it was dismissal time. -------------------------Sorry baby, I don't think I will be able to pick you up from work I have surgery within 30minutes so l a
"This is where you say something El," Lydia whisper-coughs as she pokes me discretely. I cough a few times before answering."I need time to think about it." I say surprising both me and Lydia. Treadway nods and bid his goodbyes to both Lydia and l. "Oh my God!!!!!" I scream right after he closes the door."Keep it down, he hasn't left yet." Lydia says hushing me. After pinching myself a few times I eventually realize that it was not a dream instead it was reality. "I thought you were head over heels for this boy. Why did you not say yes?" "I am stupid. I am so stupid that's why." I repeat those words a few more times looking at Lydia. "It's called being rational. And I am surprised you were so rational considering how much you like this boy and how you have been mopping the past weeks." Lydia says smiling at me."You are just saying a fancy word to make me feel better about myself. What if he decides against it tomorrow? I am so screwed." I over dramatically say."Ha, that con
“I don’t even want to talk about it, it was so embarrassing.” I say moving to sit by the window, my usual sit. “I wish I was there,” Lydia says laughing and I glare at her. “There is something I want to know.” Lydia informs me and I nod my head allowing her to go on and ask. “How exactly are you dealing with this because I am not seeing any progress the only difference is that you are no longer crying all the time. How are you moving on from this whole situation?” I knew she would ask something along these lines that is why I was hesitating to go for a session. “I do not think I am dealing with it, I am not making any effort to move on.” I say and Lydia nods. “You think he is just going to walk up to you and say he likes you back? Why are you not moving on?” “No that I am expecting him to come to me or hoping he will but I don’t know I just want to experience all of it up until it no longer hurts to look at him. Right now I cannot spend five minutes near him without wanting to