Waves Of My Destiny

“Come on! Why did you turn it off?” Anessa, my best friend, rolled her eyes as soon as I turned off the music in her phone that’s playing on the speaker.

Usually, I wouldn’t mind her and her choice of songs because there are moments that we both like the same music, but of course, there are also times when I hate her choice of music. And, this is probably the time of the month that I hate the song she was playing. Well, I used to love it, but a certain person made me hate it.

“I am listening to it!” She pursed her lips as she picked up her phone on the side shelves and started browsing it for a new song that would match my taste as of the moment.

“It’s because you put the songs on repeat mode and I know you did it on purpose.” I clicked my tongue. I am pretty sure that she is teasing me and probably reminding me of someone that I want to forget. Why is she my friend again? Sometimes, I like to question why.

“The song is so beautiful,” she said teasingly. “Are you missing someone?”

I rolled my eyes. “That’s an old song. I don’t know why you are only listening to that song now.”

I sighed and turned my back on her to pick up the magazines on the table. I put them back on the shelf then started wiping the lens of my camera. I had a full schedule a while ago that I only have time now to clean and fix my studio

Anessa was sitting on the couch, browsing her phone, instead of helping me. Oh! What a friend.

"You really have to move on, Asha," she sighed as she looked at me. Yes, I am aware of that but how could I move on when she kept on reminding me of the things that I am trying to forget.

If only she's not my best friend…tch! I have thrown her already at the bottom of the sea. Instead of comforting me, she's teasing me. Well I deserve it. She was right. It's been years…but I am still stuck.

"Just go away! Don't you have pictorials for your models?"

"Yes. Yes." She nodded as she checked her watch. "It'll be in an hour.

Anyway…" She stood up and pulled her bag on the rack. "I'll be back later."

"You're not welcome, so it's okay if you're not back." I joked while I continued wiping the lens of my camera.