A Forbidden Name- Part 4

I shouldn't go through someone's phone. This is such a bad habit. But are you ever in control of your emotions? Because i didn't know that I wasn't until now.

I switch on her phone and Idk what is going to happen. And...shit.

The lockscreen wallpaper has the picture of the boy i met on the Fall Tower. Is this real?
I shake my head an squint my eyes and rub them and then see it. And still..its there. The picture.

That boy is sitting on a gravel pavement looking sideways. He did pose for this picture. On the background there's a bakery shop, a red colored one, with star lights hanging from above. It's night time and the lights cast a smooth look on him. It's aesthetic. I get it. But he's wearing a lilac, drop shoulder shirt and black jennings. That's kinda cool. At night.

But why is his picture on her phone. Are they connected?

Suddenly someone bangs hard on my door and the beats actually play a tune of urgency. I hop off the bed and keep the phone on the short table. And then open the door to meet the dark eyes and blue hairs. Such an uncanny combination.
"Did i left my phone here?" She's breathing each word. In a hurry dummy?
"Yeah, you did." And I hand over the phone to her from the table.
"Thank God, thankyou. I thought i lost my phone." She smiles her teethy, creepy, smile and then waves and backs off to her room. She is holding the phone tightly clutched and close to her chest as if its something so precious.
You don't try to hide when you're unserious about things.

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I try to read and create sonnets but its actually hard when my mind is going again and again towards the picture on the phone. I don’t know why but still. It shouldn't be seriously my concern because that is her life and her private things but the connection feels so weird that both of them are so weird.
I've never talked to the boy but idk if I really want to too though. And I think I've no right to call him weird since I don't know him yet but still it is the type of adverb you give to someone by seeing them before knowing them.

I grab my guitar to create a song and im kinda sure it will get my mind off that.
What should I play? A taylor song? Hell yes.

"And I know, this is gonna be one of those things...
I've had some tricks up my sleee..ee.ee..ee..eeve"
'cowboy like me' is such a.....heart. This was the first song my elder sister had told me that she heard it of taylor and liked it. She liked the 'shake it off' and other 'love story' ones, but to really love an unknown song of an artist someone loves and tells someone else about it when the other artist is a huge fan of them, it's another heaven level feeling for the other person.

I get out of bed after failing to write a song and get ready to walk out. My uni classes are going to start from next Monday and it's Thursday today so no problem till then. Also, not after it, cause I have everything in control. This is the best shit to ever happen to someone.
You know, when everyone is going through an existential crisis and you're living peacefully.

I take a stroll along the path outside my dorm. Its like you walk the length to the stairs, turn right and get off the stairs and then out to the uni campus.
Some are out here for a talk or a walk or to meet new people. I'm just here to see them.
Two girls are eating French fries and talking incessantly about something and laughing and shaking their head off beat, and throwing hands after every back-talk (it feels like that from their behavior) and they are definitely the bullies. Their appearance, its all bossy. Clipped, frizz hairs. Big colored bangles. Damn earrings, and blue kitten heels. They remind me of being still 17, and enjoying it.

I didn't knew I was staring at them for long and when one of the blond haired one looked at me, they knew I was staring, I quickly looked away and started walking again.
It's Thursday and God I don't want trouble.
They keep staring at me. I can see it from my side eye. This is..
I turn to take another route when I bump into someone. Another boy who was laughing and shaking his head off. There are many boys around him. They all were talking before. But now, they aren't.

I back off holding my palm in front trying to say I meant no harm. But the boy i bumpe to looks quite offended and angry. He looks back to see who bumped into him, breaking his ever conversation, and he has dark green eyes. Something, I'm not sure I've seen before. Then they all look at me. With defeaning eyes, ringing to say I am in trouble.
I continue to move out their place but someone places a hand at my back and I quickly turn to see the same blonde girl behind me. She smirks and looks at the dark-green eyed boy.
They all start laughing.
Why are they laughing?

Its getting heavy.

"Do you eat from your shirt freak?" One of the boys from the gang says, pointing to my basil shirt which is somehow, having a big area covered with red sauce and some paprika pieces stick to it.
I don’t remember eating anything saucy in breakfast. It's mid-day and I haven't eaten my lunch yet.
Then I see it.
The girl with blonde hairs has a small red sauce cup in one hand and a scissor in another.
Why is she carrying a scissor?

"Wolf-cut, huh?" And....she got her eyes on my hairs. She has frizz. You are jealoused, aren't you?

I am glued between both sides and I try to come out of their vibe and out but there's one another route and it's at the back side of the blonde girl and her shortie bully, and both of them are facing me.
I need to get out. This is nerve-wrecking.

"I don't mean anything." I make sure by turning to both of them and start to head towards the other route when another boy from the gang comes in front of me, stopping in my way.
I close my eyes and sigh.
"Ooooo, she's getting tired already." He smirks and let's out a maniac cackle and then they all start laughing. This is what always happens.

"Let just get your hair done and then you're free." And that blonde girl motions towards me when suddenly, out of nowhere, I push the boy hard to the floor and run to the route.
I know they're running towards me. I have to run faster.

I run as hard and fast as I can and take a turn to right and this route is long and don't know where it'll take me. I could hear footsteps until I turned right and after reaching a safe distance from them, I turn back to look at the bully gang.
This is so bad that I already found one.
They're looking at me but not chasing. They change tones among each other and they leave with the boy i just pushed shows a dead sign to me before disappearing out of sight.

I don't know if people do this or that or recommend something that to return or not return to that place yet. Idk. I look forward towards the long lane and then march towards it, leaving the bullies behind.
The path is lined with big trees on both sides. The sun is above hence its lightened up here but I bet its dark on the exact dusk and dawn point.

Its long. It's like i am passing a Nile valley if Nile river was a stone path. I never saw this big lane on the map. It hadn't anything......let me check. I shove my hands into my total 4 pockets in the pants and try to find the map if I have somewhere with me. Its here. On my back pocket. I take it and look at the area. Its big and large and wide and broad and say anything as if you're looking at a map of the whole New York.
But this path is nowhere.

Let me remember. I turned right from here.....and....this path is not on the map. That means this is outside the uni. Damn.

But im at the end of the tunnel now.
It's okay. Its okay.
I breathe in and out.

I'm out of uni. First time. Is this my first time out of home? Hell no.
But is this my first time out at a place unknown? Hell. Yeah.