Goodbye Belinda

Belinda ran her hands through her messy hair as her phone beeped with another message which she knew was from either Jonas or Ditto. 

It had been two days now since Jonas had seen her with Ditto and Belinda could still not think it through. Jonas had stayed out till late at night, hoping she would give him a chance to talk to her but Belinda had locked herself in the entire day. 

What was she supposed to say to him? That she had deceived him along with Ditto and that she was falling for Ditto??

"How did I get here?" Belinda shook her head and picked up her phone. 

The last message had been from Ditto. 

"You should stop locking yourself in, Linda. I will be there soon. Open the door and let us talk things through." the message read and I dropped the phone back to the sofa. 

The phone beeped with another message and she groaned, picking it up. 

It was from Jonas this time. 

"Bel, can we please see? I really want to talk to you. Let's talk about everything, please." His message read and Belinda was about to drop the phone back when her phone rang. 

It was Mireille calling. She quickly pulled on a huge fake smile and picked the call. 

"Hey girl." Belinda said as soon as she picked the call, trying her best to sound like her usual enthusiastic usual. 

"Belinda? Are you okay?" Mireille picked up on the difference in her voice anyways.

"I am fine. Why are you asking?" Belinda still tried to maintain that she was fine. 

"You don't sound fine. Is anything wrong, Bel?" She asked. 

"Nothing. Nothing at all. I just have a sore throat. Nothing more." Belinda lied. 

"I was thinking of coming over. Are you home?" Mireille asked and she paused for a second before giving a response. 

"No, I am not home at the moment. I will be back home tomorrow. Maybe we can hang out together then?"

"Alright then. Call me as soon as you get home. There's a lot I have to tell you about." Mireille sounded so excited. 

"Alright, babe. I have to go now." Belinda said, bringing the conversation to a quick end.

"Oh, alright." Mireille's voice denoted that she knew something was off with Belinda. 

"Yeah." Belinda mumbled and ended the call. 

Belinda pulled closer to herself, the bowl of instant noodles she had made and started eating it. 

An hour had passed by before the door bell rang. Belinda clutched tightly onto the sofa, knowing that it was one of them. Jonas or Ditto. 

'You can't hide from them forever, Belinda'

Her phone rang and she peered into the screen. It was Ditto calling and I knew he had to be the one at the door. Two days had passed and she had not decided who she was going to be with or if she was just going to run away from the both of them eventually.

Belinda got up from the sofa and ran her hands through her messy hair, straightening it a bit before heading towards the door. She took in a deep breath, pulled the door open and Ditto was standing there with two bags in his hands. His gaze landed on her and Belinda saw his lips part in undeniable relief. 

"Linda." he suddenly pulled her into a hug and she felt my heart pound. 

Heavens! The hug felt so comforting that Belinda could not pull away from the hug. His warmth made her feel a lot better. 

After a while, Ditto pulled away from the hug and bent slightly to her height to look at her face, checking to see if she was hurt.

"Let's go in." he said and without a word, Belinda followed him back to the living room. 

The living room was a mess on its own but Ditto ignored the messy surroundings and sat Belinda on the sofa. 

"Instant noodles? You should eat something better." Ditto dropped the two bags he was holding and rolled back his sleeves. 

"Do you have something you want to talk about?" Belinda asked, cutting to the chase. 

"Do you... Do you like me? Is that why you are here? Do you want me to break things up with Jonas and be with you instead? Is that why you are here?" Belinda asked and Ditto crouched down in front of her. 

He raised his hand to her hair and patted her hair gently. 

"You don't have to think too much about these things, Belinda. I want you to get everything off your mind and at least give me one of those bright smiles first."

"I won't be able to get anything off my mind until I settle all of this. Until I know whom I want to be with, until I...." Belinda sniffed back tears. 

"It's okay." Ditto had no idea what else he could say. He sucked at comforting people but he wanted to comfort Belinda, badly at that. 

Letting instincts drive him, Ditto sat beside Belinda and pulled her body to his, making her hug his body. 

Belinda wrapped her arms around his body and buried her face in his chest, sobbing quietly. Ditto shut his eyes tightly, feeling his heart wrench at the sounds of her sobbing. 

For the past two days, all that occupied his head was thoughts of Belinda. He had fallen in love before, with Lisa and he knew this was it again.

He was in love with Belinda. This absolutely wasn't the way he wanted to take Belinda away from Jonas but fate had made this happen and he could not fight against the constant pull to this sobbing woman in his arms. 

He gulped down hard as he wrapped his arms around her too, patting her gently. 

"I do." he whispered. 

"What?" Belinda asked, amidst her small sobs. 

"I do love you, Belinda."

Silence fell upon the room when he said that and a few seconds later, Belinda raised her head from his chest, wiping her puffy face. 

"You... You love me?" Belinda asked to be sure she hadn't heard wrong. 

Ditto's thumb moved to her cheek, brushing over her cheeks gently. 

"I don't know how it happened so fast, faster than I could even realize it but yes, I am in love with you, Linda." his eyes met with hers. 

Belinda felt her heart racing at his words. He loved her, Jonas loved her too. Who did she love most?

"Uhm.... Hello." it was Jonas's voice. 

Both Ditto and Belinda turned towards the direction of the voice and found Jonas standing a bit away from them with a flask and a bouquet of flowers in his hands. 

Belinda quickly pulled away from Ditto and got up to her feet. Ditto did the same, getting in front of Belinda. 

"Jonas." Belinda moved away from Ditto's back. 

She could see the heartbreak in Jonas and the pain in his eyes. Jonas forced out a smile and raised his head up, trying not to let the tears in his eyes roll down. 

"For the past two days, I have been visiting constantly but not once did you open the door for me but Ditto is here now and you opened the door up for him. I have one question, Bel" Jonas's voice cracked as he tried to pull himself together. 

"Did Ditto truly kidnap you? Or was it all just a faux to get me to spill information?" He asked. 

"I... I am sorry, Jonas." Belinda apologized. 

"So that was really it. I received you at first and you did the same to me. It's fine, very fine." he forced out another smile. 

"Ditto." Jonas called, diverting his gaze from Belinda to the man beside her. 

"Do you really love her?" Jonas asked and Ditto hesitated for a while, not because he was unsure of his feelings but because he was unsure of replying Jonas. 

"I do. I love Belinda." he replied. 

"Great. Don't hurt her, then. Treat her as best as you can and don't make her cry. I will... I'll always be around somewhere and the day you hurt her, I swear I am going to find you and kill you, Ditto." he swore. 

"The both of you make a good match. You should be together." he nodded his consent. 

"Jonas, can..." Belinda reached forward but Jonas stopped her, raising his hands. 

"I know you feel conflicted at the moment, Belinda. You are wondering if you still love me or if it's Ditto whom you love but you don't have to be so conflicted. You know one thing I heard somewhere?" Jonas looked away from the both of them as a tear rolled down. 

He took another second to steady himself before returning his attention to her. 

"I heard that if you are in love with two men, go for the second one because if you were truly in love with the first, you wouldn't have fallen for the second man." 

"I am not leaving because I want to let go. I am leaving because I don't want to stay and cause you sadness. When I love someone, I want that someone to live and be happy. Belinda, please live and be happy." another tear slid down his cheek and he brushed it off before gently dropping the flask of homemade food and the bouquet of green roses to the floor. 

"Goodbye, Belinda."