Someday

Chapter Six

Have you ever had that feeling when you wake up that something isn't right, or is a bit off? Like every day that you wake up you feel fine. But then you have that one off day that you look up and you thinking what the fuck something is wrong with you. Well I might not be thinking that at the moment but something is definitely different this morning. Usually when I wake up in my bed I am nine times out of ten I am sleeping in it by myself.

Alone.

But not right now, now I feel a slight dip in my bed to where somebody is sleeping. And that somebody is Mya, with her hand resting instead of on my thigh like it was last night but was now lying on top of my penis. Thank the Lord that I don't randomly wake up with a hard-on like some guys that I know. But if I think hard enough about what she could do to me with that hand I could get excited.

Almost like I am right now.

I sat up on the bed slowly making sure that I didn't wake her up, because she is not a pretty person when she doesn't wake up on her own. She really must be tired I thought when I see that she hugs the pillow that I was sleeping on closer to her. Sighing I made my way to my bathroom that is sadly not attached to the bedroom. I guess if I wanted a master bedroom suite then I need to find another apartment complex that provides that, along with paying more, along with rent that would cost me hundreds more than what I am paying. So I just keep my mouth shut and pray for the better. After doing my morning routine I make my way down the hallway to where my poor excuse of a kitchen is located.

"Dammit," talking with Envy and having to deal with Mya I had forgotten to make coffee for this morning that way I didn't have to deal with it. It takes too much time out of my day to just sit there and wait for a pot of coffee to be ready. I would buy those little K-cup things if I was drinking one cup a day and if they were a little cheaper, I could easily go through one pack of those things in about two maybe three days.

I cut the TV in hopes that it would help the time go by faster I didn't know what to watch so I decided to just stick with the local news talking about how a young man raped and killed his grandmother.

What the fuck, who the hell would want to rape their own grandmother, who would want to rape anybody?!

If you want sex then, I don't know what to tell you, jack off I guess you can say, or just go around a look for a girl who is willing to fuck you.

I heard movement coming from my room so I knew that Mya was waking up.

"That coffee smells really strong, how many scoops did you put in it?" she asks scratching her messy hair as she walks towards the couch where I was sitting.

"Just two scoops since it's bold, but if it was any other flavors I would have put three to four scoops. Do you want some?" I ask her as I walk back to the kitchen hoping that the coffee is close to being ready.

"Yeah do you have any sugar and cream to go with it?"

"Do you know who you are talking to? When have I ever had cream with my coffee?" I take down two mugs along with the container that I keep my sugar in.

"You use to back in high school," she stands beside me taking my Batman mug knowing good and damn well that that was my favorite mug.

"Keyword high school, ever since my freshman year in college I haven't looked back to drinking coffee with cream."

"Well I like sugar and I need my cream," she rolls her neck as she takes the pot and pour a little bit of coffee into the mug with a hell of a lot of sugar. "Oh God this thing is so strong, how can you drink this?"