31 Days with Ross

I have always been a hopeless romantic. Imagine just how happy I am that my brother ended up with my best friend. I have never been this happy. Just looking at the newlyweds puts a smile on my face. My best friend technically won the best guy and for her to get married to him after many years of searching for “the one” is somehow a huge accomplishment. As for my brother, let’s just say that he’s finally gotten what he’s always wanted and needed He is not the type to fool around but I can say that once he’s decides to love you, he’s going to smother you with all that he has to give. 

Both of them are leaving for their honeymoon in the early hours of the morning which means that I am going to be left alone in the apartment. It’s going to be a quiet and lonely month here. Because of this, I went and asked my parents if they could come and stay with me for a while but they had to refuse as their jobs needed them back soon. They live outside the city and I lie with them, that means I have to enjoy an hour of drive to and from work. That is just exhausting. 

This sucks. I may not be a minor anymore but I feel like I need to be with someone who can make me feel safe and secure. I kind of get uneasy and afraid whenever I am alone.

“Why don’t you ask your Mom and Dad to come over?”, Kat suggests as she was checking as she checks her luggage if something is missing. I decide to tell her about my dilemma about being alone. 

“I thought I told you about that already that they both can’t come. I don’t feel safe when I am alone here. And FYI, they’re not just my parents. They’re now your parents, too, you know.”

 My brother waltzes in the room and takes his place beside Kat and possessively laces his arm around her shoulders.

“If I ask my friends to come and stay with you, will that be okay?” he asks. He pretends like he just didn’t eavesdrop on the conversation that I had with Kat. 

At first, I want to jump into the offer and say yes, but then I am not sure which of his friends he’s going to ask. But knowing Trevor, he already asked. 

“Which friend are we talking about here?” I ask, curiosity taking the better of me. 

My brother’s expression changes from caring to sinister in a second. I have a feeling that I am not going to like his answer at all. 

“You’ll see. I have invited him to come over tonight. It’s a good thing that you mentioned about a housemate while we’re gone because he’s actually looking for a place to stay while he’s in the city for a month.” 

Okay. Trevor has just given me an idea that this friend is a HE and not a SHE. My brother being lovable and caring as he is, also knows how to poke me in the right places. A few months before his wedding, Trevor took me out for some brother-sister time and spoke about the possible housing arrangements that they are going to make after the wedding. He’s set me up on blind dates in an effort to help me find the one but I keep on saying no. I just want to be OKAY without having to depend on any guy in my life. I have learned my lessons the hard way. I’ve been through a dozen of break ups and I am getting sick and tired of it. 

Going back to what he just said, this guy is going to stay for a month and it’s not just a coincidence that he is coming a day before my brother is leaving for his honeymoon. I might just have fallen into my brother’s matchmaking trap. There is no other choice but to accept it. 

I do want to find my happily ever after and have what my brother and best friend have but it’s going to take a while for me to get there. I’m just content to look at the newlyweds enjoying their newly-found bubble of happiness. 

Trevor looks at me with a smirk as if to challenge me of taking his suggestion or not. “So, you’re okay with the new housemate?”

I look at Kat and at him with a confused look. I don’t have much choice here but to trust my brother’s judgement. Here goes nothing.

“Okay. Let him come and stay here and we can take it from there.”