Chapter 340
WILLA
I had two things in mind as I headed for my dorm; to quickly get charged, then go to see Lucian.
At the thought of spending time with him, I felt a surge of excitement. It died off when Sylvia stepped out from behind one of decorative pillars and right into my path.
I sighed inwardly. I was really not in the mood for a confrontation.
"Can we talk?" Sylvia asked.
I arched a brow. This was something new.
Sylvia had never asked for permission before tearing into me before.
"Okay," I said and gestured for her to follow me out of the entrance.
"It's- It's about Theron..." she said and stopped.
I noticed then how agitated she was. She kept wringing her hands and tugging at the hem of her blouse.
She seemed hardly aware of this.
"What about Theron?" I said when she seemed hesitant to go on.
"He's completely..." She paused, searching for the right words. "fixated on you. He's obsessed. Yes. That's it! He has convinced himself that you two are going to end up together. Nothing I do or say will make him see sense. I have been trying so hard to fix our relationship, but he has been pushing me away. Because of you."
She looked up at me and a little of the old anger sparked in her eyes for a moment. Then it gave way to worry.
Weariness, like a heavy weight settled over my shoulders.
Would it never end? I thought.
First it was Naomi. Now Sylvia.
Why couldn't they both leave me alone and sort their issues out?
I heaved a sigh. "I thought we talked about this when you confronted me at the gym just days ago," I said.
"I didn't know what else to do," she said. "The only thing I could think of was coming to talk to you."
"There is nothing to talk about really. Let me tell you how things stand now. Theron was bugging the hell out of me so I blocked him. We haven't contacted each other in days. So for the last time, Sylvia, I'm not going after him. I told him plainly the last time I saw him that it was only friendship I had to offer-"
"That's the problem!" Sylvia interrupted. "He thinks he can eventually convince you to be more than friends."
"Well, he can't," I snapped. Honestly, I was getting tired of this. "I gave him conditions for us to be friends and honestly, with the way things are going, even friendship doesn't seem certain anymore. Believe me, Sylvia, I'm telling the truth."
Her eyes searched my face. Her shoulders slumped.
"I believe you," she said in a small voice. "I guess this time the problem is not you. It's Theron. He's got this crazy idea that you are the one meant for him. I know Theron, when he starts down a road, he never turns back around."
"I'm sure he will see sense eventually," I assured her.
Sylvia shook her head. "No, Willa. You don't understand. This isn't the usual Theron's episode of stubborness. If it were, I could live with that because I know I would eventually bring him around. This time-" She bit her lip. "This time it's like he's totally lost his mind. It seems like he even... hates me now."
Sylvia sniffed and looked away. I thought I spotted a tear shimmering in one eye.
Looking at her, I felt a twinge of pity.
It seemed this whole thing had become an endless loop. First Sylvia had moved on after their breakup. Then Theron had held out hope for a reconciliation.
Now that Sylvia was ready to do anything to make her and Theron's relationship work, he had somehow gotten the crazy idea I was the one he wanted to be in a relationship with.
Seeking to comfort her a little, I said, "I know you know Theron better, but maybe what's going on with him is not as serious as you think it is."
'Last time I saw him, he was so mad at me. I... I don't think he looked that mad when we even broke up."
"Well then all I can say is if you think you can handle it, then stick with Theron. But if he's being mean to you, then find someone else to date."
She said she would think about what I said. I watched her leave and hoped she and Theron would sort themselves out.
As I headed down my room, I got a lot of hostile stares.
Through the half open door of one of the rooms, I heard someone say in a loud whisper, "She's back."
I kept walking. It was my bad luck that there were a lot of people milling around the dorm.
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