I'M SORRY
Wake up, the soft voice pleads.
I woke up drenched in my own sweat even though the air conditioner is on and it's set to the highest temperature that probably makes the room as cold as north pole, I don't know how I was able to sleep after seeing the blurred photo that the last thing I remember was deleting it.
"Maybe there's a ghost in front of your camera not really liking the picture taking." These exact same words that Lee told me keeps creeping in my thoughts, I couldn't even get out of bed, I woke up 30 minutes before my alarm goes off. I'm glad that I deleted that photo before I go crazy. Lee and his fucking obssession with ghost is getting into me and fucking hate it.
I almost jumped and had a heart attack when my phone vibrates on the wooden side table beside my bed and see that Frank is calling. I envy this guy for having such a morning spirit that he's calling me at 7:30am, who the fuck is on their right mind calling at this hour? No telephone etiquette much? no one should call anyone before 9am! oh wait right, this fucker is my boyfriend, I almost forgot. He probably had a good sleep too, God, I would give anything I have, even the world for a 24 hrs sleep if could.
believe me that it took all the energy and patience I have saved for the rest of the day to be calmed when I answer his call.
FRANK : Hey Love, sorry to wake you up.
Yeah, I bet you're sorry. While rubbing my thumbs on my temples. UGH, incoming migraine.
ME : sure no worries, I just woke up a few minutes ago before you called.
FRANK : Yep, uhm, I just called to say goodmorning and sorry again for cutting the call last night, you know, work. I hope you have a good night sleep yeah? I'm off to work so I won't keep you long. I love you.
ME : Yep.. I--
Even before I could finish, Frank hangs up on me. Like the usual, why does this attitude of him being busy, hanging up, cutting conversations seems like a normal thing to us now. Lee may be right about me bringing my love of fictional toxic men characters into real life, I haven't just realised it yet. But then again, I'm his first thought in the morning and he called to say I love you, I keep on justifying his actions that I clearly can't take anymore, even though I said i didn't mind. maybe I kind of did, at least a little.
I should get in touch with my doctor...therapist, I mean about this sleeping deprivation that I'm having and tell him that the medicines doesn't work anymore. I took 5 pills a couple of days ago and I was still wide awake after 9 hours, I'm more of like a crackhead now, or I look like one. Even worse than Bella giving birth to Reneesme on breaking dawn. Yep, that's the visuals.
"How much sleep did you get" Lee greeted me with a huge grin on his face when I arrived at the office.
"Not much as you did obviously." ignoring his cheerful ass self this morning.
"Are you on your period today? Mukhang masama ang gising mo miss ha!" he teased.
"I haven't got much sleep, ask me why" I look at him straight in the eye. taunting him.
"You miss me?" Oh God Jesus Fucking Christ, This idiot.
"You're an idiot, these obssessions you have with ghost is putting it's toll on me you fucking ghost buster!" I'm obviously not in a good mood today, fuck this day actually, I want to break everything that I see in front of me. I have probably said fuck a hundred times since I wake up.
I left Lee with his mouth a little open and i guess maybe a little surprise since his ghosts shit isn't much of a big deal for us as it did now. He doesn't deserve it, me being like this when he's all I have when I have no one else.
