Guy. Guy. Guy.
He loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me. He loves Kim.
Does he even like me still after how I've treated him? I know I've made some BAD calls these last few days.
I've liked him for so long. How could I have messed up my one chance at getting to know him? I'm in agony. These are the thoughts that have been stuck in my head, like a soundtrack on repeat.
On Sunday morning I'm at the spaza shop before it even opens. And it's not because I'm here to buy anything.
Guy gives me a slow, searching look when he arrives.
I try to gather my thoughts and decide to just say what I really came to say.
"I'm sorry Guy."
A look of pain mixed with relief crosses his face and my heart twists in my chest with regret.
He nods slowly, like he's heard me.
And then he changes tack, which takes me by surprise.
"I'm also sorry Baby," he rubs his head in a gesture of worry. "One of the reasons I wanted to speak to you by yourself the other day is because I wanted to warn you that my boss might try to cause trouble in your life."
I smile. He smiles back. I try not to look at his lips.
"What about Kim. Is um is there something going on between you?" I ask.
He sits back and crosses his arms across his chest.
"I'd like to tell you, but I'm not the person that should be answering that question. I think the best thing would be for you to ask Kim about that yourself," he tells me in a quiet voice. My head is spinning with confusion.
"Ask me what?" barks Kim's tight, angry voice behind me.
Is Guy trying get back at Baby for embarrassing him in front of her friends? Is he innocent? What do you think is going on here?