nine things || lrh

Third Thing

I opened the bright closet door.

I was looking for something to wear. Wrapped in a gray cotton towel.

Little drops of water dripped from my hair.

The smell of freshly washed clothes. What was I supposed to wear?

On tiptoe I reached to the top shelf. I tried to pull out one of my (his) favorite hoodie.

Several other things fell to the floor.

Clumsy. 

I heard his voice in my head.

I knelt down to pick them up. There was a small pile of clothes in the corner of the wardrobe. Probably dirty.

I have to do the laundry.

I pulled a pile of dirty clothes to me. I saw her.

I picked her up.

His favorite. His favorite black hoodie with the Rolling Stones logo.

Haven't seen her for so long.

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"It was so fucking stupid"

Thunder.

"Not at all"

"Are you kidding? This was the last time I let you pick a movie"

He laughed showing slightly crooked teeth.

"You just don't understand. It's a work of cinematography"

The street lamps cast their yellowish light on us.

"So when will I see you again?"

"I have no idea. It's got some acid between my parents. My mother doesn't want me to see my father too often"

"Are they still fighting?"

"Unfortunately. I had no idea it would still be like this after the divorce"

I didn't want to part with him. Not yet.

Thunder.

I didn't want.

He was my rock. And I was his rock.

"Don't forget that you have support in me"

I ran my hand over his arm.

"I remember"

I looked into his eyes.

Sadness.

Ache.

But also joy.

I felt drops on my forehead. I put my palm out towards the sky.

It's going to rain.

It started to sprinkle. Quickly the light rain intensified.

Heavy rain.

His laugh mingling with mine. When we were running.

The sound our shoes made against the wet pavement.

The rain which was washing away our worries.

"Oh god. It came literally out of nowhere"

We stood close to each other.

I was shivering from the cold rain.

Under a small peak at the entrance of some abandoned shop.

"I guess we should wait a bit until it calm down a little"

He laughed.

I looked at him. But he wasn't looking at me anymore.

He was smiling feistily under his breath looking to the side.

"Your.."

He pointed to his chest.

"Fuck"

I laughed as I put my hands on my breasts.

A bright t-shirt, no bra and rain is a poor combination. Every girl found out about it.

"I didn't know that it's already THIS stage of our friendship"

"Shut up"

He took off his hoodie.

He put it over my head.

It was cold and wet and way too big.

The Rolling Stones he loved this band.

"Please just don't tell anyone about it"

"I won't say anything. I promise"

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I didn't know about it that day.

Maybe I just didn't realize.

Our friendship was doomed to failure.

Because we were going to be more than just friends.