I am Luisa, I can't walk. I got it from an accident 5 years ago. Since then I lost my interest in life. I stopped working. I just let the time passed by.
My favorite way of doing that is to visit the park. I write and draw to entertain myself. I love watching people living their lives. My mind wander freely as I watch people passing by. This gives me inspiration in writing. The park in front of my father's building is where I am usually at. It is convenient for my brother and father just to drop me there then pick me up at the end of the day. So I brought all things I need already including food and drinks. The park is so crowded today. Kids are playing loudly and benches are occupied. Good thing I came ahead of time. I got to stay to my favorite bench under the big tree which gives me shade during mid day. I continued my story after eating some food from my lunch box. A guy desperate to get a bench is heading my direction.
"Ms. can I occupy the other side of the bench." He asked. I didn't answer but I removed my stuff on that area so he can take the space. He thanked me for giving him the space. He probably works nearby since he is wearing a coat and tie. I didn't dare to ask, I'd rather continue writing. He drinks his soda while looking around the place.
"This place is nice, do you work closeby Ms?"
"No I'm just visiting the park." I answered.
"Look at that. You're making a mini comics right there. Is that what you do?" He talks so casually as if we are automatically friends already.
"Yeah kind of. I don't earn much but I just like doing this kind of thing."
"Cool I love comics. Can I see it?" He is something." He moved closer to see my work. But I pulled it back.
"I'm sorry but I don't show my work to anyone unless it's totally done." I feel uncomfortable with this persistent guy beside me. His energy is so high and extremely friendly. I don't like him here.
"Tyrel's POV"
This is so boring. My brother is still inside trying to negotiate to the devil. And Im with a boring person who doesn't want to talk to me.
"Alright. If you don't want to show me." I raised my hand like I'm giving up then went back to my area of the bench. "I just know a movie director. A successful one. I can recommend you with him."
" I don't need a movie director. I'm not a good writer. I'm just doing this for my own entertainment." She replied without looking at me. She doesn't seem interested on talking to other people. She wants to be alone. So bad I'm so desperate to someone to talk to. "So what is the name of your director friend?" She asked in the end.
Luisa's POV
Why would you say that?" He asked so nicely even after the way I talked to him.
"Coz I know it is. So who is this movie director friend of yours?" i asked intrigued.
"It's Edward Querubin. We are high school classmates. We are quite close, we still play basketball together every week end." He answered.
"I heared he is an asshole." I stated.
"Yeah, you know what they say. Birds of the same feathers flock together."
"You don't look like one." I said looking directly at him.
"Really? So how does an asshole look like?" He asked.
"More like me, I'm the biggest asshole in this park."
I admitted.
"You're not, your just defensive or maybe a little snob." Girls should naturally be like that."
"Yeah whatever. What is your name again?"I asked.
"I'm Tyrel." He answered
"I'm Luisa." I smiled at him still guilty of my uncalled for attitude from earlier.
"You have a beautiful name just perfect to a beautiful Lady like you." He said while smiling back again.
"Stop being overly nice and polite. I'm not use to it."
"I'm just telling the truth." He said. We are finally on the same dimension both smiling at each other.
"How am I suppose to answer that?"
"Simple thank you will do, I guess." He is just so smooth. He is consistently nice.
"Thank you!"
"You are even prettier when you smile!" This guy is a pro. I'm not sure if he is flirting with me or he is just fooling me. One thing is for sure he is a smart guy.
"Is this what you always do when you visit the park? Talk to girls and make them feel good of themselves." I asked challenging him to answer.
"Pretty much, I'm too big to play." He answered with a chuckle. He always find a smooth answer. And now he is turning to be a funny guy.
"So what are you really doing here? Do you work on this area? I asked.
"I backed out on a business deal coz it's more advantageous to the other party than mine. But my brother is still inside to negotiate so I'm waiting for him."
"Yeah, I hate unfair deals too." So maybe he is like this to everybody maybe I can just ride along the conversation to entertain myself a little bit.
"I have a story to tell you. So this is way back when our ancestors still believes on supernatural being like Aswang (man eater). Once they caught a suspect they test him using salt. If he is reactive then he is certainly one. So this is how they test him, They throw salt on his face if he is overly reactive to salt then he is one. While the other procedure is throwing the suspect to the cliff if he flew then he is one."
"That's crazy! He will definitely be reactive if it went to his eyes. And the cliff test, did somebody really flew?"
"Ow, my grand father that's how he preserved our blood line." He answered while chuckling. This guy is really fooling me. But he made me laugh.
"You're so funny! That's a good one. You got me there. You are actually more talented on making stories than me."
We started talking and laughing over hours. He is so fun to be with I didn't get bored even after 3 hours. I told him the story I'm writing. The plots and all. Then he always find the ways to compliment me or make me laugh or say something nice.
"I guess my brother is about to go out any minute now. Before I go, can I get your number? He asked while handing me his phone so I can fill it in myself. I am hesitant at first but after hours of talking to this guy I definitely want to talk to him again. He looked at my name and number on the screen. I can see his happiness to finally get it. I feel the same way I'm just happy and excited my heart is beating so fast. I never felt this way for a long time. I feel normal again. Even just for today. I'm sure why maybe because he is funny and nice or maybe because he is extremely good looking.
We are laughing together about a joke he delivered when it started to dizzle. He covered me with his jacket. "It is about to rain let's go get cover." He offered his hand sweetly. But I rejected it. I am so happy. Why rain has to come today? I dialed a number immediately. Tyrel insist on taking me to somewhere else.
"You can go." I told him. But he is not going since I am not moving.
"Let's go together. Come on take my hand." He is confused why I'm not standing up when it is already starting to rain. Perhaps he is thinking that I'm still doubtful of him even after 3 hours of talk. Since he chose to wait for me and covered me like a gentleman does, my tears started to pour down slowly.
"But why?" He asked in disbelief.
"Just go!" He is so confused of me right now. Finally my brother came with an umbrella.
"Thank you for the help Sir. I got it from here." My brother carried me on his back then run towards the building. Tyrel is so shock of what he witnessed. Now he know what kind of woman he is flirting with.
