I Hate Being Betrayed

It has been a year since my last meeting with him. I can still remember how it happened. I just got back from Hawaii where I finished my hospitality education. My mother surprised me with the news she brought, that is my wedding plan with a son of my dad’s friend. I immediately said No! How could I say Yes? I just stepped one foot in front of the main door of our house and suddenly my mom greeted me with the news that sounded more like a storm for me.

I locked myself in my bedroom until the dinner time. My dad started the dinner with a pray. During the dinner, my dad started the conversation with an easy chat until the dessert time, and then he began to talk about marriage.

“Reese, I think you are mature enough to get married soon”, he said.

While he was taking, I cut his sentence with a loud voice, “Dad! I don’t want to marry a guy that I haven’t even seen!”

“Oh, Honey. You will meet him soon and you can know each other much better before both of you get married”, said my mother.

“He is such a good man and he is a doctor”, added my dad.

“Uuh!! I’m finished!” Then I left the dining room. I didn’t want to make an arguement with them.

On the following day, I was told that we would have dinner with my future husband in a restaurant. When the dinner time came, I tried to put myself in an informal clothes. I wore black pans, black t-shirt and a white scarf. My mom had a dislike for my chosen clothes that night when she saw me walking out of my dressing room. Before she started with her comments, I said, “Don’t ask me to change my clothes if you want me to go to the restaurant!” And she kept quiet.

It was my first meeting with him. I didn’t respect neither his parents nor him very much. I only tried to be polite and I thought that would be enough for my parents.

“Hello! I’m Phil”, he greeted me when we shook hands.

“I’m Reese”, I said.

I couldn’t say that it was a nice dinner because Phil always tried to start a conversation with me, but I always tried to stop it. After having a long dinner, we said goodbye each other and went home.

I was shocked when I got home. Phil was waiting for me in front of the gate. Then, he asked my parents politely to take me out for a walk. Of course, my parents allowed us to go. I couldn’t refuse it, that’s what I’ve learnt in my college in Hawaii, ‘never refuse a polite offer from someone’. We went for a walk and it was something that I could never forget for a long time. He took me to a very beautiful place in town. It was up on a hill where we could see the beautiful sight of town at night. We sat on a glass chair which made me feel as if I had been in a fairy tale story. He started the conversation with some simple questions, asking me how old I was, what my hobbies were, if I had ever had a boyfriend and many more. I didn’t know why, but I really felt comfortable for having a chat with him. He was so polite and gentleman. Then, he told me about his old love story and I had to admit that I felt sorry for him. He said that he almost married a girl that he loved very much. But, the girl left him for no reason. And after that, he never wanted to start a love story again until he met me that night. After listening to his story, I almost made my tears came out. Before I could take a tissue from my handbag, he hugged me tightly until I couldn’t say a word. I can still remember what he whispered before he kissed me that night. “I want to start a new love story with you. Help me with it please..” Hhh…. It was my first romantic night ever.

We had wonderful days, spent together. Until bad news came.

One afternoon, he told me that he had to go to California to broaden his knowledge in medical science. Agreed with his plan for the good of his future, although I felt doubt about my decision. He went for California the following day and it was the last time I met him.

A year had passed. He never either called me or sent me an email. I missed him very much. Then, a crazy idea occurred to my mind. “What about if I go to California and give him a surprise?” After a long discussion with my parents, I left for California.

I said to myself, “Wait for me, Phil, I am coming to you”, At last I arrived in California. After checking in at the hotel and putting my entire luggage in the hotel room, I went down to the lobby and asked the bellboy to get me a taxi. I thanked the bellboy and gave the taxi driver the address. It wasn’t so far from the hotel. We arrived in front of a big flat near a beautiful beach after taking a fifteen minute trip. I paid the taxi driver, thanked him and he drove away. I looked straight to the beach and relized that the sun was setting. How beautiful it was! After a few minutes looking at the setting sun, my thought flew back to an old romantic memory, but then I remembered what my purpose there was. With all my conviction, I walked into the lobby. With a smile, I pressed the lift button up.

I said to myself, “Here I am, room number 635”. I knocked at the door and waited for an answer. Soon, I heard a step inside and it was getting closer. I felt so nervous to meet him again.

The door was opened and I saw a girl in her night gown, “Yes? Can I help you?”, she asked me.

“Ermm…. Is this Phil Blush’ apartment?” I asked her. I felt doubtful for a few seconds, but then I was sure that there was a guy looking at me inside and I knew he was Phil. “Ohh… what is going on here?”, I said to myself.

“Reese? Is that you?” he asked loudly from inside.

“Phil…” my voice was shaking and tears started to drop across my cheeks. I didn’t know what to do then. I was really confuse. The only thing that occurred to my mind was to get away from there. I ran to the lift and pressed the lift button down uncontrollably. My cheeks were wet of my tears.

I could see Phil running after me. “Reese, please wait! I can explain what has happened”, he said. He held my hand tightly and before I could reach the opened lift door, he pulled me into his arms. I tried to fight him, but he was too strong. So, I shouted, “Let me go! I don’t want to hear anything from you any more!”.

“Phil, who is she? Is she your new girlfriend?” I could hear the night gown girl asked from the room.

“Jeanette! Go home right now, please!”, Phil shouted at the girl.
After she left, I was still in Phil’s embrace. I was shaking really badly and I still couldn’t believe that he had betrayed me.

“Reese, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to betray you. I’m still loving you. She means nothing to me. Please…, trust me”.

“……. If, .. if, she is nothing to you. Then why did you sleep with her?” I still couldn’t controlled my cry.

“Because I feel so lonely here”, he answered. But, I didn’t agree with his words, “Then, why don’t you ask me either to come here or even call me? Why?!” I was shouting again.

“I… I…” “Huh! You can’t answer it properly, eh? Ok, that’s enough Phil Blush! I’m done with you!” And then I pulled myself off his embrace and left him alone there. I let him think of what he had done to me. I tried to encourage myself. And convinced myself that it was all his fault. He did the same thing as what my ex-boyfriend had done to me. And I have had enough with all the betrayers. It hurt very much for being betrayed.

On my way home, I kept asking myself “What is my fault? Why do those guys who I cared so much betrayed me?” Ohh… I wonder when my true charming prince will come.

When I got home, I told my parents everything and in turn, they told Phil’s parents. And now, I have to start my new life, waiting for the true love to come. And I don’t know who will be my true prince.

The End