Betwixt This Forbidden Love

19th Thread: Baby

BABY

ARCHERR

"A-Awww.." I grunt as I felt a repeating stabs in my head.

Ughh-- I shouldn't have drink that much! My head felt so heavy and I can't even open my eyes.

I had so much fun yesterday.. Its my first time. All of it was my first. I never thought that I'll be celebrating my birthday like this.

I move to my left side and something caught my eyes. Oh-- the watch that the man gave. Tsk.

I don't know if I should believe to what Everett said. Did he really asked her to buy something for me? Huh! What a great scheme.

If I'll think about it... This was just the fifth time that he bought a gift for me after mom left. And I guess all of those are just freaking out of boredom.

Until now, he's trying to reach me for a call, but nahhh. After those years of my childhood, of treating me coldly... he'll suddenly be soft to me? He'll suddenly try to touch my heart? For what? Cause he's getting old? He doesn't even care about me.

He told me many times that its my fault why mom died. And because of that? I really think that it is my fault. Tsk.

But now what? He changed his mind? He already realize that he's not just the one who mom left? That he has a son?! Then shit!

I grunt in pain again since it made my headache more worst, tsk.

Another thing caught my eyes and I can't help, but suddenly smile.

I get the scrapbook... and stare fondly on it. 'To My Dearest Moon'... Fvck! Why does it sounds so good?! Why does it brings full of emotions to me?! Shit!

I bit my lower lip, I don't even know why I'm smiling! I buried my face in a pillow while still holding the thing.

'What happened again last night?... Did I do something stupid?...'

........

I felt a lil refresh as I took a shower. I can still feel my body's warmth and my eyesight is spinning. Ughh-- I took a lot of shots earlier!

I can feel that someone is staring so I simply look at that direction.

Oh-- I almost forgot that she's here.

Tsk-- I don't know why, but I like how she took care of me the last time I'm drunk and sick.

Her presence somehow calms me. And I don't even know why I'm longing for the damn hot mug of milk she's making for me! I don't drink fresh milks! I only like strawberry ones, but... I guess I like hers.

She's taking side glances on me carefully assessing my body. She's blushing and I can't count how many gulps she already take.

'Hmm like the view huh?' I smirked.

She looks cute whenever she's shy or embarrassed and I like the fact that I can make her intimidated.

"Where's mine?.." I softly asked her and smirked even more when she panicked and get the mug she prepared.

'Tsk-- Calm down Everett..'

I take a sit in the bed since I'm feeling dizzy. I suppressed my laugh when I saw her hands shaking while holding my mug. I carefully accept it and she dashed her way back.

Hmmm... It smells great. Nothings special about it actually. Its just a milk she heated up. But the fact that she prepared it for me without me asking for it, made an impact. She always exert efforts for someone without asking anything in return.