The naughty neighbour

6

The wedding had come so much than expected. It was crazy how we had spent so much money, time and effort for one day. But my sister had looked stunning. I cried when she got into the car to go to her husbands house. My sister and I weren't that close but she was still family and I loved her.

Soon after she left, during the summer and after my first university exams, things in my life begun to go downhill.

My parents didn't seem happy anymore and it was almost like they couldn't stand each other either. Awkward and tense silence just filled the house.They were hardly at home any more and spent more time out of the house, at work or with other people than with each other or at home. Even my brother was locked away in his room or at his friends house or at some summer club or another. It was usually only me at home.

At first I loved it. Having the house all to myself. I could invite my friends over without having my parents to snoop or annoy me. I tried blocking it and tried not to care about it but I couldn't. I was scared. I was afraid that they were heading for a divorce. My university friends were out partying or abroad and I was literally the only one who had stayed behind. I tried spending time with my old friends but there was only so much we could spend together. They had other commitments. I eventually even read and did some pre-reading for university. As time went by, I begun to feel lonelier and lonelier. I wanted someone to be there with me and spend time with me. What the hell, I thought to myself. When did I ever need people, but it felt different now. I felt like I was drowning in my worries. It felt like I was the only one concerned about the situation. I needed a distraction and soon enough I got one.

I had tried talking to my sister but she dismissed.

'People go through rough patched sometimes,' she had said and that was were the conversations stopped. She was happy, more happier than I had ever seen her and it was strange. Usually, she had always been serious and moody but now, the smile wouldn't move from her lips.

One day, out of boredom I looked outside my bedroom window. The street was looked normal, until I dared to looked over at Callum's driveway. He was there, cleaning his car. Ever since our last encounter, we hadn't spoken or seen each other. As he got begun to wash his car, he took off his shirt and I stared at him sculptured torso. His body was marvellous, something out of a fitness magazine. I stared in awe and stopped. His offer came sprinting to my mind. if you change you mind he had said. I bit my lip, contemplating on whether I should obey what my mind was telling. Without another careful thought, I got my phone.

Wanna come over? I sent it knowing what I was getting into. My heart drummed restlessly. What was I doing, i thought guilty and yet I eagerly waited for a response and soon enough there was one. I secretly watched as he got out his phone and looked up at my house. I looked at my phone as he replied.

I can't now. washing my car. later?

I exhaled in relief, although a part of me had wanted him to say no. Another part of me had been afraid that he'd reject me but he asked if later was ok. I smiled.

Anytime before 6.

There was no going back now.