Three was Mila's lucky number, it was also her favourite number. Something about it calmed her. She enjoyed having three of everything or doing something three times. So surprisingly, when three men appeared in her life, it was a good sign. Like the...
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I can feel the sun hitting my face, I grumble in annoyance and turn over. Burying my face deeper into the warm blanket, it's so quiet. Edon and Badr are probably doing their own things by now. Surprisingly enough the couch is more comfortable than I thought.
I feel something comb through my hair and lightly scratch my scalp, I hum lightly. This feels nice. I lean further into the feeling. I hear a chuckle, it's deep and vibrates through my body. Almost like it was coming from beneath me. It was probably my phone.
The feeling I once felt on my head moved down my back, at this rate I'm about to fall back asleep. And I would've if I didn't hear B's voice, "It's morning Marcel, you need to wake up and I need to make breakfast. Edon's getting grumpy waiting."
I froze, this must be a dream. A really, really bad dream. I squint one eye open and I barely see anything, so I open the other as well. I look down, look up, look all around. I am not happy with the sight I'm met with. At all.
Badr is lying on the couch and I'm lying on top of him? Yeah, okay, I am.
No, actually, I'm cuddling into him.
And he was the one running his fingers through my hair and down my back.
I'm mortified!
This all happened meanwhile, Edon sat next to us. Glaring.
I can feel my face heat up, suddenly it's 50 degrees in here or hotter. I can't breathe.
Why am I overreacting about this? Sure, this isn't the first time it's happened but it feels so different. Everything's been feeling different lately. Maybe I'm going crazy.
I get up and leave the room as fast as I can, I get dressed and then leave the house. Again as fast as I can.
I pull my phone out of my pocket. It's only 7 am. The sun is blinding yet the wind dances gracefully around my body. I get into my car and speed away.
I have a lecture at 9, but as of now, I'm starving. But no way am I going back into that house and facing B. Not yet.
As I drive to a small café not too far away, I allow my thoughts to wander. I have no idea why I feel so embarrassed. I also feel bad because I know I'm the reason behind Edon's glaring. After all, he hadn't gotten his food yet, and if I wasn't clinging to Badr then that wouldn't have happened.
I can feel my chest tightening and my thoughts swirling. My hands start to shake and my eyes burn. No, please, no.
I park and get out, bracing myself against the wall right outside the café. Hastily, I get my phone back out and send a text to a friend. He responds immediately saying he'll meet me.
My breathing slows and I calm by an inch. Entering the café, I look around noting it's partly empty. My order is a black coffee and a mix of pastries.
