Broken Reflection

Down That Road

In spite the pain, we cling on to the memory.

–Anon
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Cole's P. O. V

The buzzing of the alarm sounded in the once quiet room. My eyes fluttered as I slowly awakened. A groaned involuntarily, escaped my lips. Motionless, laying on my bed in the comfort of my blanket, I contemplated on whether to hit snooze or wake up.

My need for sleep became stronger with each second I could be in slumber instead of wasting only half asleep. Finally, with my mind made up, I hit snooze and pulled my blankets up tighter, cuddling in shamelessly.

The alarm was set to go off after ten minutes, yet at six minutes past four in the morning, I found myself willing myself to get up. As my feet slipped out of my covers, I felt the cold breeze. The sudden urge to curl back into bed awoke in me but I ignored it.

My footsteps light, I made my way to the bathroom. I entered feeling around for the switch. I made my way to the sink and wash my face with cold water.

Lazily, I walked back into my room, my arms out in the air as I stretched. Straightening out my sheets, I pulled the cover and placed my giant pillow properly.

A yawn escaped my lips as I stumbled into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and let the hot water run. After getting my toiletries I got into the shower, the feel of the water running against my skin arousing calm within me.

Yesterday flowed away along with the water. A fresh, peppermint scented aroma lingered in the air as I massaged my body wash into my skin. The scent, evocative as it brought back memories of my mom, a faint smile adorned my lips as I looked at the bottle of body wash, the best in her company that is based on making self care products.

I slipped out of the shower and soon got dressed. Black joggers, a white vest that hugged my physique and yellow hoodie to keep me warm as the weather had not warmed yet.

I put on my black and white Air Force sneakers and grabbed my backpack. Out the door I went searching for my car keys in my bag and my watch. Taking out my phone as well I put it in my pocket.

I raced downed the door, speed walking to my car. I hoped on turning on the engine as placed one hand on the passenger seat's arm rest. I looked behind me as I backed the car out of the already open garage.

I connected my phone, music now playing in my car as it replaced the silence. Strumming along to the beat of the music I drove off.

After a couple of minutes I finally parked the car into Blue Corner, the only café open this early in the day. I grabbed my bag and made my way into the café.

The little golden bell rang as I pushed the door open. It was fairly empty because it was so early but it would be pack in a matter of minutes.

I order a simple latte and chocolate and mint muffin then settled in the table at the corner. I took out my novel from my bag and paged all the way to where I last was.

I allowed myself to be completely engulfed in my novel. No music, no noise, only me and my novel, and of course my little simple breakfast.

Emersed in the novel, I chewed slower and slower, as I became oblivious to my surroundings.

A slight throbbing in my head aroused, I massaged my temples trying to soothe my headache.

Someone sat across me quietly and I felt their gaze on me. Placing my thumb on the page I was reading, I gently closed the novel.

"You ready?" Xavier inquired with one brow cocked up as he waited for my response.

"Just let me finish this page. In the meantime you can order some breakfast," I suggested as I opened my novel.