Letter From Primus

THIRTEEN: LULA SHOULD STAY AWAY

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Primus stood frozen with wounds that scratched his face. The guy looked down with a restless feeling that enveloped. The silence between her and Lula was currently making her chest tight. Lula's cry that did not want to stop made Primus' heart feel pierced in his guilt.

For the many times he had disappointed Lula. He would never care about others' views of him, but if Lula got angry and tasted bad about him, Primus would not be able to calm down. He was extremely afraid that Lula would withdraw from their closeness all this time.

Primus ventured to look at Lula despite her fragile feelings when he saw the tears on Lula's cheek. "Gue's sorry, La." she trembled.

"Gue can't hold emotions." Primus continued the sentence and felt devastated because his best friend was still silent.

Lula raised her face and her pair of eyes looked towards Primus even though she wasn't really staring at the figure of the guy. Right now he was still not strong enough to see the traces of blood on Primus' face. The fight really made him feel the pain.

"Gue's tired of telling me you, Prim." There was a tremor of pain in her tone as Lula began to open her voice.

"Look at these injuries I don't have the heart, Prim. When do you want to stop fighting? Wait for me to die?" Lula let out a long breath then continued her words. "Let's be satisfied all the fight, no one bans you anymore!"

Primus stepped forward trying to reach Lula's hand. He felt that the woman was very angry with him. "Lula. I'm sorry, La."

"Please don't be angry anymore." Primus pleads sincerely.

Lula released Primus' hand grips there. The woman's voice was rising. "Gue's not angry, but I'm worried about you! Why have you never wanted to beat me up?!"

Lula clenched her feet to the floor. "Gue's really tired, Prim." Disappointed, Lula handed the medicine box she had been holding to Primus. "Nih, just take it yourself to your wounds."

The woman steps out through the door of the UKS but Primus stops Lula before leaving the room. "Lula.. Don't stay on my own."

Primus muttered hoarsely and sharply. "It's not so, La. I just couldn't hold back my emotions because Daniel's been insolent with you."

Lula sighs. "Whatever your reasons, I'm disappointed. What I want instead of seeing my brain. Want me just one, you stop hurting yourself.  No need to fight anymore!"

"Why are you quiet now, Prim?" ask Lula. "When will you be on the stamp of thugs at this school?"

Since Primus was now just bowing his head, Lula shook her head and left from there. When he wanted to step forward to return to chase after Lula, Primus' steps were suddenly blocked by a woman he knew named Beby. The woman greeted him with a worried look. "Primus...."

His hand reached for Primus' shoulder. "No pa-pa?"

Primus smiled faintly between the wounds on his lips. "Gue ain't pa-pa."

Beby was still sympathetic. "That's your lip still hurt. Here I help you to cure your wounds."

"I don't have to. I don't pa-pa." Rejecting Primus in a delicate voice, he also somehow felt uneasy with the attention Beby had directed towards him.

The pink-clad woman shook her head and smiled sincerely. "Have been quiet, same with me. This lo wound must be treated first."

Lula stepped in the corridor with an uneasy feeling. The woman was immediately caught in the play of her heart that could not be far from Primus, even leaving the man in a state of injury, she would never be able to. Lula turned towards the UKS again. But when he arrived at the side of the window of the room, there was a tightness in his heart to see Primus with a woman. Lula's heart was getting messy when he recognized who the female figure was.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Lula regressed regularly from there then ran as fast as she could with a clear layer of water welling up in her eyes. It's time Lula had to learn to stay away from Primus, someone she loved so much.

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