Impossible to Love {Ki Hong Lee}

Chapter 9

I feel immediately connected to this act of closeness but still unaware of what to think or do. I let myself sink into the kiss like any other normal human.

"Do you like me back?" She asks once she pulls away.
"I don't know yet."
"Well,call you when you make up your mind."

She kisses me quickly and heavily once more then walks downstairs and shuts the door behind her,I slap the banister them remain there,head pulled up to my knees as my eyes start to close in the darkness.

I wake up on the sofa to see Ki walking in with three cups of tea and Tiffany texting on her phone as she walks out the living room and reaches the front door.

"Where are you going?" I demand,she doesn't say anything,just slams the door behind her.
"Just let her be." Ki pulls me back and we walk outside and sit on the deck chairs which overlook the swimming pool.

"So how was last night?" I ask him.
"I'm not going to lie to you it was one of the best nights ever."
"Mine was shit."
"It's Saturday morning man,we'll spend tonight revising."
"We better will. Just as soon as Tiffany comes back we'll go get your textbooks."
"Textbooks. Really?"
"Yes."
"Fine."
"What would you do if your sister had a boyfriend?"
"She wouldn't."
"But if she did?"
"I don't know."
"Right... Tom I need your help."
"What is it?"
"I'm falling in love,"
"With who?"
"This girl, you wouldn't know her, what do I do?"
"I'm not very good with the advice Ki."
"You're better than me."
"Talk to her,make a friendship. Talk about anything,it'll work soon enough."
"Okay,thanks."
"That's okay."
"Tommy,what are you doing after this year?"
"It depends."
"On what?"
"If I get my Grades I need all A's. What about you?"
"Whatever life brings me."
"So you haven't got a plan?"
"No."
"You make it sound so simple Ki."
"Because it is."
"No it's not,not for me anyway."
"What do you even want to be anyway?"
"A therapist. For depressed people who have basically nothing."
"Do you know what that feels like? To be broken?"
"No. But that doesn't matter,just because you haven't felt something doesn't mean you don't understand it, depression is just a fancy word for a scary messed up condition which shouldn't even exist."
"Deep."
"Yeah."
"Well I wouldn't mind being an actor,maybe a comedian."
"You'd be good at that."
"Thanks buddy."
"That's okay. Now,help me clean up."

It takes us hours,going through room after room,cleaning everything up-beer cans,crisp wrappers,glow sticks,every piece of shit you could every imagine. Until we're done and dump it outside the front drive for the Bin Men as we see Tiffany walking up the street.

"Get in the car." I say "We're going to Ki's."

She does as she's told and I drive. It feels like everyday I take this route,I guess it kinda is. Ki goes into his house and to get his study stuff and Tiffany crawls through and sits beside me.

"Had a good time last night?" I ask her,just trying to seem nice.

She exhales.

"Nice going Thomas."

I look at her in surprise,but she just looks ahed.

"Tiffany. What are you talking about?"
"Olivia," she replies plainly.
"I tired.."
"No. Not hard enough."