Hearing the knock on the door, I turn my direction away from my bedroom and head for the door. " I wonder who's at my door." I ponder, as I'm not expecting anyone. Well, aside from my driver who's getting me a new phone and MacBook. But I'm not expecting him until at least after 30 minutes, so I doubt he's the one.
Getting to the door, I put on a smiley face and opened the door immediately, as it could be anyone.
"Hey, man you good?" was what I heard as soon as I opened the door. And it was Yolando, my best friend standing across from me as he spoke. I wonder why he looks worried though. I hope there's no bad news. I've already handled a lot for today.
Still confused, I say, "Yeah I am." "But what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be home resting? It's the weekend bro." I add.
"I was worried something happened to you." He goes on to say.
Worried about me? What the heck is he talking about?
"Huh? What do you mean worried about me?" I still ask, in confusion, as I let him in.
"We were talking and then all of a sudden, the phone call disconnected. I tried calling back but I couldn't get through to you. So I had to come check if you were okay." He goes on to tell me.
"We were?" I direct more to myself than to him as I close the door.
"Of course Ray. We were discussing the processing of the new textile fabrics that are required to be shipped to our warehouse in Taiwan. Remember?" He explains
That's when it clicks. He's right. I was actually on a call with him before Miss Feisty bumped into me.
"Oh yeah. Sorry, but I forgot all about it." I apologize.
"Oh come on. The Raimondo I know hardly ever forgets anything. Especially not when it has to do with his business and company." He voices out in shock.
"Bro a lot has happened today and I'm already exhausted from it," I say as I pour myself a glass of water from the fridge while he makes himself comfortable on the couch in the living room.
"Does it have to do with your phone? What really happened? Tell me about it." he inquires as I gulp down my glass of water.
"Trust me, you don't want to know about it," I say dismissively, setting down my glass in the kitchen sink and heading for the couch beside him.
"¡Inténtalo!." Yolando challenges me as I settle on the couch.
"Try me"
Sighing, I go ahead and tell him everything that transpired. From the collision, to breaking my MacBook and phone, to getting slapped, then the kick in the balls, oh, and the fall, not forgetting that weirdly amazing kiss, and finally ending it with her tricking me and then running off.
By the time I was done narrating, my anger had already doubled. I'm literally fuming. And it didn't help matters when Yolando just burst out laughing out of nowhere.
Is this guy serious? How can he be laughing in a situation like this? I really don't get what is funny, so I just sit there glaring at him as I wait for him to stop.
Maybe he realized the air was thick. Or that I was glaring daggers at him. Because he slowed down and then stopped laughing as he apologized.
"Sorry man, I didn't mean to laugh but this shit is funny as hell oh my God." He says as he tries so hard to swallow his laughter.
"¿Qué es tan gracioso eh?" I was totally pissed.
"What's so funny huh?"
"Yo bro, relax. I didn't mean to bust out like that, but then I couldn't contain it. Gosh, this is hilarious." He broke into another fit of laughter.
I tap my fingers on my forehead as this is so embarrassing. I went through all this humiliation in just one day.
"Wait, so you're trying to tell me she did all this to you and you couldn't do anything about it?" He asked after his laughter died down. I just stared at him since it was obvious enough that that was what went down.
"You just let her have her way, which is so unlike you. You were way too calm about it in my opinion. I know right? I don't know what I was thinking. Or maybe I was in shock about the whole ordeal and couldn't react in time.
"Right! The girl got full advantage of you in under 3 minutes. That's crazy." Yolando lets out.
"Hey don't say it that way. You make me sound like some weak asshole." I told him.
"Haha. So you're now accepting you're an asshole as she said." and there he goes laughing again.
"Tío, para ya. Empiezas a molestarme también!" I tell him and he stops laughing immediately.
"Bro just stop it. You're beginning
to annoy me as well."
"¡Lo siento! I didn't mean to laugh so much bro. But come to think of it though. This whole situation wasn't so bad in my opinion. You got to kiss a girl and even get a feel of her ass. Bro that's like the best thing any guy could wish for. Well, aside from the slaps." he states as he makes a funny face. I give him a hard stare, daring him to laugh. He ends up lifting his hands in surrender.
"You don't get it Yolando do you? Yeah, I liked the kiss and all the good parts. But what if she really is a student here? How do I deal with that then? You know I'm a professor here and it wouldn't be appropriate to do that with a student." I tell him with frustration as I try to make him reason with me.
"Why are you sounding like an abuelo? You're just 24. And besides this school isn't against teacher-student affairs. And even if they were, you're Raimondo Lopez. They wouldn't oppose whatever you decide to do." he assures me.
He has a point though. I guess there's nothing to worry about then.
"So how's this Miss Feisty of yours as you call her? I mean appearance-wise. Describe her to me. I'm curious." Yolando asks enthusiastically.
Just as I open my mouth to give a response, there's another knock on the door.
Yolanda and I exchange looks as we both wonder who's at the door.