Betwixt This Forbidden Love

7th Thread: Lyle Dawson

LYLE DAWSON

ARCHERR

I lay my body in the bed after those noisy girls left MY room. Yes! This is MY room! Well, at least as of now this is mine.

The first time I entered this room, I'm in awe since I didn't expect what it looks like. I thought the walls gonna be painted with bright girly colors and its gonna be full of girly stuffs. But it wasn't.

The walls are painted white with gold swirls that gives its texture. The floor is light wooden which made the room looks so clean. Well, it is really clean and organize.

Even the bed and pillow sheets are white with a touch of gold. It looks so comfortable like it can make you sleep tight. Which it really does.

I also expected to see a lot of make ups and and designer bags inside, but instead its full of bookshelves with a lots of books.

I can even see photos of---I think an actors from some different country, but it was placed well so it doesn't ruin the ambiance.

White, gold and black are the only colors you'll see in this room. I like it, its relaxing for me. And that's the reason why I don't want to sleep in another room! I'm well relaxed here.

I made myself comfortable as I lay down. I am so tired for shouting and bickering with that woman! She's too loud and hardheaded. I can't believe that she's the girl I used to play with.

I was shocked actually when dad told me that my 'childhood friend' is gonna be the one who'll accompany me. Its been years and I don't know how will I act in front of her, but in the end I just acted the way I really am.

I know that she finds me rude the first time I saw her again because I was so tired that day and I even needed to wait for her! But I admit that I became comfortable around her so easily. Maybe that is also the reason why are we always being petty with each other, we're both comfortable.

I take the blue picture frame at the bedside table and look at it again for the nth time! I don't know, but I love to look at it every time. It eases me and somehow it fixes my troubled mind.

The little girl with pigtails and ribbon whose brave enough to show her incomplete teeth and the boy with a soccer ball whose smile was almost wide as his face. I can't remember when was the last time I smile so genuinely like this. Or maybe this was the last time.

'I can still remember this day clearly, when she went at our home with her two favorite teddy bears and she even take my big teddy and told me that its gonna be the daddy. I even kissed her head that day because I hit it with my soccer ball.' I chuckled at that thought.

She's also a cry baby that time...I think until now. Since I saw her teary eyed when I'm scolding her about the frozen hotdogs she tried to cook.

'Tsk--She doesn't even know the right way on cooking!'

Again.. I know that I shouldn't shouted at her earlier, but it just continuously slipped out of my mouth.

'I always felt bad to be honest, whenever I'm shouting in front of her, but I'll never apologize-- tsk. I don't even know why I'm feeling guilty! She's hardheaded and a lil stupid so that's fine! Maybe....'

I shook my head. I really don't get myself sometimes. I put away the picture frame and cuddle one of the pillows.

'It smells great... it smells like vanilla.
I love this scent.'