[In Jeff's Point of view]

They say you can't force love, You'll most likely find it when you're not looking.
Just like how the Fetridge's Law works. Important things that are supposed to happen do not happen, especially when you are looking.

Most important things in life really do happen when we least expect and it has happened to me. Love found me when it was the last thing on earth I was searching for.

But what if Love isn't everything we compare it to? What if love isn't roses that blossoms? What if love isn't a fairy tale that brings magic to our lives?

What if love is not air that you never get tired of breathing? What if love isn't rivers and oceans that flows without end?

And that we're just swimming in seas of depthless metaphors?

What if Love is everything we look for but we don't really find? What if love doesn't make every risk worth taking and every nightmare worth the fright?

Why do we make Falling in love look so easy? When most of us are too afraid to jump in its entrenches.

When most of us have fallen in love with a friend but are never going to say it, because the fear of being alone is worse than being in the friend-zone.

I couldn't help myself but think about this universally valued monument called love whose core mystery could not be deciphered as I sat in the prison cell.

It was barely six feet by four. The walls were thick with a metal door welded firmly to a pivot hinge and supplied in a substantial steel frame.

It had only one window which was very small. It was no brighter inside than the gathering gloom of dusk, even at midday.

The bed was just a plank of wood on legs, there were no mattresses, no cushioning and only one thin blanket. It was suffocatingly quiet in there except when the policemen made noise outside that you could hear a sound.

I was in there alone. I wasn't surprised because it was a university police station and I wasn't expecting it to be full.

The door creaked open then the police officer walked in.

"Hey, Kid! You are free to go." He said annoyingly.

"What? " I took a look at him like it was some kind of a joke. I knew I would get out but I didn't expect it to be that early.

"You heard me right. You've been bailed," he explained.

"Bailed? By who?" I asked secretly hoping it wasn't my father.

"Do you want to go out or should I close it and leave?" he hissed.

I took a deep breath and forced myself up. I was still hurting from the previous night's fight. The pain throbs in my jaw. It felt like someone has their hand in there and is squeezing it as hard as they can.

I could barely turn my head. Every step felt like the world was coming to an end.
I dragged myself steadily outside amidst the pain.

All throughout the night in the cell, I was just itching to get out of there but now thinking about the possibility that my father might be out there waiting for me made me want to stay in there forever.

I didn't want to risk his wrath.

I got out to the main door of the police station and it was my mother. she was there waiting impatiently like a bride waiting on her groom on a wedding day.

I thanked my stars and walked towards her.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw my face.

"Goodness Jeffery! What did they do to you son?"

"It's nothing mom can we get out of here please?" I walked past her and entered the car.

She joined me seconds later.

"I thought we talked about this young man?"

"I know I know. Can we do this later, please? I could use some rest."

"You tell me. Can we? I thought you told your father and I that you were going to stay clean in this school. We can't be having calls from this university too that you've been arrested for assault. You know what happened at your other school right?" she went on.

Right then I knew this was going to be a long day. She could go on and on about how they want me to live a perfect life. It's not my fault I wasn't the perfect son they needed.

I turned and laid down at the back seat and pretended I was listening. I took my phone out and the first thing that crossed my mind when I took it out was Savannah.

I wondered what I did wrong. Not that I didn't know to kiss her that night was a bad thing but that was the only thing I did and I apologized for it.

I still couldn't get why she would make a whole deal out of this.

I wondered how I was going to survive without her and as I thought of her, the pain in my heart became more unbearable. It was like someone was pulling my it out like I was having a cardiac arrest.

With one pain in my heart and another around my face, I wanted to curl myself up and cry but I just couldn't.

I opened her inbox and tried my luck again.

ME: Hey... Errmm I know I'm not supposed to be messaging you again after everything that has happened. I mean who still runs after a lady who has done more than pushing him away? 😑

But I wanted you to know that I meant it when I said I was sorry. I really feel bad about it and I am willing to take more of the slap you gave me the other day if that's what it takes for you to forgive me.

Well, these words are not new to you. I said them earlier and clearly, I don't know what I'm doing in here texting you anymore.

It's like I really want to accept that you don't need me and move on but it's harder than I thought.

It becomes harder every day. 😢

OK. I will stop texting this time around. It's a dead-end anyway. I hope that after reading this you will think about what I've said even if you won't reply.

OK bye.

I locked the screen of my phone in despair. I was ready to throw the phone away through the window then my phone vibrated.

For a minute I thought It was a Phantom vibration syndrome where I was just imagining that my phone was vibrating but this was real.

She had replied to the message.

SAV: Hey... I know you think i have been dealing with this whole situation wrongly or that I'm being too harsh on you but it's completely different. You don't know the whole story. You wouldn't understand. 🙍

ME: What is it Sav? Make me understand.

SAV: it is not that easy to understand besides I can't tell you everything. It is very dangerous Jeff. You should really let things be as they are. You must stay away from me.

ME: what? Why? 😓 Talk to me Sav... You can tell me whatever it is. I promise we will get through it together.

SAV: There's nothing you can do. Just stay away. It's safe for both of us that way.

ME: Safe? What are we safe from? Tell me, please.

I waited for minutes no reply came.

ME: Sav you there? What are you protecting me from?

I waited for hours she still didn't reply.
I tried calling her but none of my calls went through.

At that moment, all I could do was stare at my phone.

My mind was still a surging perplexity fighting through the haze I was left in.

What do you think Sav is protecting Jeff from?

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