A vs X

What happened on the weekend was that 'X' has confronted 'A' and both met up; well, at least that's what I gathered.

It must have been way past one on Sunday morning when I realised that my handphone was buzzing. I was awoken by its persistent ringing. Still in daze, I noticed that I was still in my skinny jeans and blouse and not in my nightwear. I saw it was 'X' who called. I let it rang for a couple of times. When I was about to switch off, I saw it was 'A' who called. At last!

'A' asked where I was. I was surprised as I was expecting he would first say how sorry he was. He asked a couple of times and his tone was serious. Sensing the anger in his tone, I replied I was in bed. Upon hearing this he apologisd for waking me up. I said I was awake already and asked where he has been.

Again he said sorry for not contacting me much earlier. He explained he was on his way to my house when a car blocked the entrance of the road leading to my village. He was inside his car when he saw a man came out from the other car and approached him. When I heard this I knew its 'X'.

'A' asked if there is anything wrong and if the man can move his car. The man suddenly flew into a rage and asked if 'A' was on his way to see me. 'A' replied yes and thats when 'X' started to hit 'A''s car with his fist. Next thing 'A' knew was that 'X' was acting like a mad man, shouting and punching 'A''s car.

'A' went out of his car and wanted to hold 'X' to calm him down but 'X' hit him instead. It hit his nose and blood soon oozed out. When 'X' saw the blood, he stepped back and just froze that like a statue. 'A' asked him what's with him and said that he wanted to report the incident to the police.

Upon hearing this, 'X' apologised profusely and said that he didn't intend to hit 'A'. 'A' calmed himself down and wiped the blood off his face. 'X' then said that he wanted to know what's going between the two of us. 'A' was still in shock and said its none of 'X' business.

'X' told 'A' that he still love me and said that we were still a couple. 'A' was surprised to hear this and said that as far as he knows, I am not seeing anyone else at the moment apart from him.

'X' said that we were still a couple and very much in love. I was sick when I heard this. 'A' said that he didn't buy that because we both have been seeing each other quite lately and knows that I don't have anyone else but him. Then 'X' began to cry like a baby and admitted that I have dumped him for some silly mistakes that he made himself. 'X' began to talk endlessly on how we met, our great moments together and all the stories in the world which 'A' was not interested to hear. 'A' said that its between 'X' and I to sort it out.

By that time, 'A' asked me if I was still seeing 'X'. I said no firmly and told him that I don't love 'X' anymore. I told him that its 'X' who has been contacting me all this time all of which I didn't entertain. There was a long pause from the other end of the line and finally 'X' suddenly said that he was exhausted with what's happening.

I thought he wanted to see me so I asked him. He said its already way to late and he wasn't in a mood to meet me. That was a bit devastating. I tried to control myself and had to agree with him that it was already late and so we said our good nights. He sounded so cold when he hang up. I cried.

As soon I was off the hook, my phone rang again and this time it was 'X'. Strangely I answered his call but didn't say anything. 'X' sounded like he was crying and was in pain. He started to talk stuff which I didn't want to hear. I let him talk and talk while I lay in bed thinking on why 'A' sounded so cold.

When I realised that 'X' was calling my name, I immediately grabbed the phone and asked him to stop all these nonsense. I told him that I don't love him anymore and he has to accept that. Of course he didn't want to listen. He kept on saying no, no, no and I imagined that he was shaking his head. He really is a stubborn man. I simply hang up. When I saw the duration of the call, it was almost like twenty minutes and then I saw there was a text.

I quickly read the text and it was from 'A'. 'A' said that he knew I was on the phone with 'X' and said he 'did not want to get in the way'. By then I was puzzled. I quickly dialed his number but it was switched off. I sent him a text telling him that I wanted to talk with him and explained things with him.

I waited and waited for his reply and I became paranoid as his phone was switch off while 'X' kept on calling me until morning. I fall asleep at last on Sunday morning and it was almost three in the afternoon when I woke up. Trying to remember what has happened the night before, I wish that it was just a bad dream, a nightmare that I went through. When I realised it was not, tears started to roll down my cheeks.

I checked my handphone again to see if 'A' has contacted me but there was none from him. I have never felt so empty. Again. Oh, not this soon I said to myself. I wondered why 'A' reacted like this. I have told him 'X' and I were done. What more can I say to him? I started to curse 'X'. This is his all fault.

Sunday evening passed without any word from 'A'. By midnight I was already too tired to think about anything but sleep. I need to rest. I closed my eyes and had strange and bad dreams. They were either about demons or dragons or ugly wars that I hated. I woke up at three on Monday morning and just looked at my room's ceiling for hours. 'A' has not contacted me at all today, even until now. I really hate 'X'.