CHAPTER 7 - Coincidences

Erica's POV

"Aila."

"Aila."

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Jessica sitting on the frontseat of a car while looking at me. I looked around and saw another guy---Matthew?

Oh shoot! "Did I fell a sleep?" I asked as I recall what happened earlier.

Jessica chuckled, "Yeah. You did."

I was surprise when I saw that Eirin was not sitting beside me anymore. She's gone. "Where's Eirin?" I asked again.

"We dropped her off already," Matthew answered, I nod my head as response.

"Now, I have to go. Sir Matthew will drive you home, Aila. He's a good guy don't worry," Jessica said with a smile.

"I didn't say that he's a bad guy," I responded

Jessica chuckled again. "Goodbye! Thank you, sir! Bye Aila." Those were the words that she said before she got of the car and ran inside her house.

So...it's just the two of us.

"Aila, you can move at the frontseat," Matthew broke the silence.

"M-move? I'm alright here," I answered. Why would I even move there? That's awkward.

I heard him chuckles. "Alright. If that's what you want." With those words, we drove away and silence was all over the car again. I maintain my head bowed. I may be sleepy but I know that I'm in a disguise and that there's a possibility that he would recognize me.

"So---where do you live?" he asked, breaking the silence.

I was about to open my mouth and answer him but then I remembered that he knew Silver. If I say that I lived at Silver's place---he would immediately suspect that there's something fishy about me! There is only one thing that I can do right now.

I told him my fake address which is on my fake resume and fake documents. That address leads to the old appartment of Silver's boyfriend, we intendedly used it as my fake address in case like this incident happens.

"You know what?" he spoke. I simply glanced at him.

"I thought you were someone I knew." After hearing those words, my heart suddenly beats faster and louder. Yes, I'm still inlove with him but this feeling is different. This is the feeling of being nervous.

I didn't spoke a word and let him continue. "But then, I thought it's impossible." Those words were like dartz pin who directly hit me in the heart. I could feel the sadness and loneliness in his tone. It's very painful for me to see him like that.

"Why do you think it's impossible?" I asked using the Aila-voice-tone.

"Because she's not out here," he answered as he move the stirring wheel to the left that made the car turn.

"Not out here? What do you mean?"

"She's in jail. I haven't visited her eversince. And I don't have any news about her." He sounded so upset that made my heart aches.

I tried to stop the tears that were trying to come down my cheeks. I don't want him to see me crying. "So. Why didn't you visited her?" I asked. For the past years that I was in prison, he never came and visited me. I thought, he might be dissapointed and horrified about me that's why he didn't visited me even once. But now, as I hear his voice so upset, I feel like there's another reason behind.

"There are some events in life that will lead us no choice. And let's just say that I came to that point. The situation forbided me to visit her," he replied.

"Why? What happened?" I asked

I heard him chuckles. "You seems so interested." He looked at me through the front mirror with a teasing smile on his lips.

I immediately looked away and avoided eye contact with him. "S-sorry, sir. I didn't realize I was crossing the line too much," I apologized, looking so embarassed. For Aila Miller, I've gone too far asking questions to the Director of Enril's Construction. I was so careless.

"Haha. It's okay," he responded, looking back to the streets again. "But, you do look like her," he added.

"M-me?" I questioned

"Yeah. Except for the eyes, hair, how you talk, and make-up," he answered like he really knows everything about me. "Well, the world really has so many surprises. There are really some people on Earth who look the same as others. And I guess, you're one of those. You look like Erica."

I let out a coy smile. "Yeah." I keep myself busy by staring at the windows and look at how the city lights move as we pass through them.

Seven years. It's been almost seven years since I last saw him. And now, I can't even face him with the real me. I can't hug him and sniff his manly scent. I can't tell him how I missed him so much and how I still loved him until now. And I really miss the kisses that we share together.

"Goodbye, Aila." I watched him drove away after he say those words.

Maybe someday, fate would allow us to be together again, Matt.

*kringgg*kringgg*

I picked up my phone and answered the call. "[Hey, Eri---Aila. Where are you?]" It was Silver.

"At your boyfriend's old apartment," I answered as I look at the small building in front of me. This is were Tyler, Silver's boyfriend, used to stay.

"[Shoot! Did something happened?!]" She sounded so worried like a mother.

I sighed. "I saw Matt."

"[Matt? Matt who? Wait! Don't tell me---your boyfriend?! Matthew?!]"she gasped

"Yeah. He drove me here. Good thing he didn't know that this is where Tyler used to stay," I said.

"[Are you drunk? Did he recognize you?]"

A cold wind blew to my direction that made me shiver. It's getting late and colder. "Hey, can you pick me up here? It's getting colder," I said completely igmoring her question.

"[Yeah. Sure. Just wait there, okay?]" she said

I hang up the call with the word "Thanks."

***

"Hey, Aila. Can you clean the thirty-six floor today? Anne didn't show up. She must be still drunk until now," Jessica said as I was moping the floor here on the twenty-fourth floor where I usually clean.

"What floor again?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Thirty-six floor," she answered. My eyes widened as I heard her answer. I somehow felt alive after I hear those words. This is my chance!

"Yeah. Sure. No problem. I'll clean the thirty-six floor once I'm done here," I answered with a big smile on my face.

"Alright. Thanks." Then she left. Thanks to Anne, I would be able to go to the thirty-six floor and continue my mission. I quickly finished cleaning this floor because I was so excited to go up. I feel like there's something up there waiting for me. Maybe the evidence I'm looking for, like files, footages, or something.

I ride on the elevator, carying my cleaning supplies and materials. I was all alone in the elevator until I reached the twenty-seventh floor and someone entered.

"Oh. Aila," he greeted as he entered the elevator and stood beside me.

"Good Morning, sir," I greeted back but avoided eye contact.

"Where are you going?" he asked

"I'm going to clean the thirty-sixth floor, sir. Anne is absent," I replied without looking at him.

"She still have a hangover?"

"Yes, sir."

He chuckled. "She was so srunk last night. How 'bout you? Are feeling fine now?" I can sense that he's looking to me but I just couldn't look at him so I maintain my eyes facing the elevator door.

"I'm fine---" I didn't finished talking when the elevator suddenly opened and a familiar figure of a man entered.

Klyde Morrison. He stood beside me. I'm in the middle of these two guys. I feel so small and they were like tall as hell.

When the elevator closed, there was a huge silence all over us three. It was so silent that it can make me deaf. But I can say that they both smell nice and manly.

But I don't understand why on earth did I keep on crossing paths with Klyde Morrison?! I mean, I have nothing to do with him!

"You're heading to Aunt Rosett's office, Klyde?" asked Matthew.

"Yeah. You?" Klyde replied coldly. His voice gives me chills. Everytime he's around I don't feel comfortable. I always feel nervous. And I'm way very nervous now that he's standing beside me.

"Yeah. Did Aunt Rosett called you?" asked Matthew.

"Obviously, yes."

Okay. I feel like I'm invisible with these two talking. How long does it take to reach the thirty-six floor? I feel like I'm stuck here forever!

*cling*

That's the elevator sound. It's opening! It's opening!

I could see the light shining from outside as the door opened. I'm finally be able to run from this two! I mean, it's too awkward with them. And besides, I'm just a janitress and I shouldn't mind their conversation.

When the elevator opened, I immediately ran out as fast as I could just to avoid them.

"Aila! Wait!"