Jennie
As Lisa fished out her phone from the pockets of her slacks, a worried look flashed across her features as she immediately answered listening intently to whatever on the other end of the line said.
A frown marred her lovely pink mouth as her honey eyes darkened belying her well-kept anger.
"Are you sure Chae?" she asked in a tender voice. The softest voice she had ever used although the steely glint remained in her eyes as she glared daggers at the china plate in front of her.
The other woman continued talking as she sat there taking in the information.
"I'm coming over." she stated suddenly, "....no I am.... It will be just like old times and we'll watch your favourite movie."
As she continued speaking, each word tugged at my heart. For some unknown reason tears filled my eyes as I tried my best to blink them away. I was here as her guest and she was helping me out. Why should her personal life have bothered me?
As Irene had put it, I concluded that she must have had mistresses all around the globe and she obviously cared a great amount about the one she was currently speaking to. Chae was her name. I imagined her to be some sort of exotic model-like woman. Just like the type at her party. Just like the type she preferred.
A bitter taste filled my mouth at that thought. Ending her call she sighed frustratingly as she pulled her necktie loose. When she finally looked at me she blinked twice as if suddenly remembering that I was there.
"You can go if you want." I said to her as she continued to stare at me, "I am already a burden to you the last thing I want is to keep you from your...old time friend." I told her referring to her previous words.
Pushing her plate away, her pink mouth thinned into an irritated line as she gazed at me before she spoke in an eerily calm voice, "Firstly you are not a burden." she stated stressing on the negative in the sentence, "...secondly..." As she went on, her phone rang once again halting her speech as she answered.
"Hold on a moment..." she said to the person before she excused herself from the dinner table seeking privacy as she took the stairs, two at a time leaving me alone in the silent room as a sudden weight threatened to pull me down.
Exhausted from the day both mentally and physically I wanted nothing more than to have a warm shower and sink into the comfy plush looking bed. Deciding to clear my thoughts I washed up after taking a few moments learning to use her high end dishwasher before heading to my room to have one of the best showers I have ever had.
My ensuite was a bit smaller than Lisa's but just as amazing as it was still twice the size of my old apartment. The shower was like a waterfall with multiple sprays shooting out hot water gently massaging my skin. I stayed in there for what felt like ages before I changed into a tatty old peach pyjama top with its matching shorts. Finally sinking into bed the mattress and pillows slowly embraced me into their comfort I could do nothing to hold back the sigh that escape my mouth.
Using the remote I closed the curtains blocking out the city light as the room filled with darkness. Within minutes I was deep into a peaceful sleep until the light stroking on my hair awoke me some time later.
Opening my tired eyes I blinked a few times taking in the dim lighting of the lamp and Lisa's silhouette as she sat with her back against the bed's headboard idly stroking my hair. Glancing at her, she was looking straight ahead lost in thought as she subconsciously continued tugging the strands of my somewhat damp hair.
"Lisa." I murmured into the silent darkness.
"Hmm..." she responded absently before glancing at my profile in the dark, "I never meant to wake you."
