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"I heard that. I mean, how did you experience the rejection?" She asked once more.
"Because I stupidly confessed my feelings to the girl I had a crush on, and she outright rejected me addressing our shared history..." I explained, my voice filled with regret.
"Shared history? What exactly do you mean?" Aunt inquired, her tone curious.
"Well, to be honest, I used to bully her in the past," I replied. I can't help but feel ashamed at the thought that she might say 'yes' or possibly accept me. However, this shame stems not from my past actions or the pain I have caused her.
"You bullied her?!" Aunt exclaimed, clearly taken aback.
Aunt was little surprised. She knew me as someone who was not the gentle saint in school, but the lack of surprise in her eyes was evident. I was highly feared and respected by my peers, and nobody dared to report me to the school authorities. Everyone was well aware of the consequences that would follow if they even considered expelling me.
My father had invested a significant amount of money into the school, and its successful functioning relied heavily on his support.
The school knew that expelling me would result in the loss of millions of dollars, so they were unwilling to take that risk.
Therefore, most of my actions were simply observed without question. In essence, I practically ran the entire school; they treated me like a small deity, worshipping and kissing the ground I walked on. Male students tried to imitate my wealthy and attractive image, but I rejected their attempts, causing tension with their girlfriends.
"Yes, I admit it... for fun," I confessed, my words heavy.
"No wonder she rejected you. Bullying someone is a valid reason for her to say no," Aunt stated firmly, instantly taking her side.
"But... but she liked me too, I know it because I read it in her journal!" I blurted out, desperately trying to defend myself.
"You read her journal?" Aunt questioned, a mix of disbelief and disapproval evident in her voice.
"Yes," I confessed, my guilt weighing heavily on my conscience.
"Did she give it to you?"
"No, she didn't."
"And yet, you still read it?" Aunt's voice was filled with disappointment.
"I couldn't help myself. Besides, her friend gave it to me to read!" I revealed, hoping to shed some light on the situation.
"Her friend? Now I'm thoroughly confused, Dax!" Aunt exclaimed, clearly struggling to make sense of it all.
There's one thing I hate, and that's having to repeat this story to Aunt Mary over and over again. The whole situation is more complicated than I am, and it's frustrating. That's why I decided to change things up. I don't want any counseling advice from her because, as much of a philanthropist as she is, her well-intentioned but often silly advice tends to annoy me.
"Aunt, let's not delve into that right now... I need your advice. I really like her, and I want her to be my girlfriend, but she's regretful about me!" I confessed.
"Are you genuinely serious about your feelings for her?"
"That's exactly what I said... I like her. I just need your guidance on what to do, and please refrain from criticizing me for my past behavior, Aunt, because I am well aware it was wrong!"
My words were truly genuine right now, and Aunt Mary can see right through that. She knows how serious I am. She's the only person I can confide in, the only one I can talk to. I think she has more experience than me in this situation.
Casually, I let my legs dangle down, hanging over the edge of the table for a moment.
Then, I leaned back on the couch, resting my head against the back. I attempted to adjust my neck, trying to find a more comfortable position.
Aunt Mary sighed and spoke, her words carrying the weight of wisdom and understanding.
"Alright, alright, alright... If you're seeking advice, I'll share my thoughts..." Aunt reluctantly agreed. "All I can suggest is that she probably despises you... and the only way for her to view you differently is if you begin to act kindly towards her. Show her that you've truly changed, and maybe she'll give you a chance!"
"Being nice!" I scoffed in disbelief. "I tried to be nice to her, but it didn't go as planned!"
"Are you certain you were genuinely nice to her?" Aunt questioned, raising a suspicious eyebrow.
