I wake up in the morning to find me and Ben curled up on my bean bag the two of us combined. His hair is a fluffy mess and mine not much better. I slowly start to stand up detaching the taller boy from me. I walk up stairs to the kitchen grabbing the coffee from the fridge. I pour two cups, one with sugar and creamer, the other black. I walk back to my room to bring Ben the coffee. “Morning hun” he says in his groggy morning voice. I hand him the cup that has almost more cream than milk. I sip on my coffee as he makes a disgusted face towards me. “How can you drink that?” He motions to my mug. “Its good i don't know”
[flashback]
Me and dad walk into a coffee shop together. “Order boy” he looks at me. He always has a scowl whenever he talks to me. “Uhm ill get an iced caramel coffee with whipped cream and drizzle on top” i look at the cashier and she enters my order. “What's the name for that?” “Caden” my father speaks over me. I look at him to see the disappointment in his eyes at my order. Once I grab my drink we walk back to the car to go home. “You know that's how sissys order their drinks you know that boy” my father stares at the road never looking towards me. I just stay quiet. It's never worth fighting with him about these kinds of things.
[end of flashback]
I was 12 when that happened ever since I just stopped getting my coffee the way I wanted it. I look back to Ben trying to not tear up remembering that moment in time. I was too young for him to start judging me like that. I sit on the edge of my bed and just sip on the coffee looking at my ceiling covered in posters. I start to cough, choking on the liquid. Ben rushes over trying to make sure I'm okay. “I'm fine I promise Ben i'm perfectly fine” I sit up readjusting my position. “Lets just go for a drive okay” he looks at me with a glow in his eyes. “That sounds great!” I perk up and stand to go to my closet. I grab a pair of baggy black jeans and a baggy tee shirt. Ben looks at me with that sweet and calm look in his eyes. I walk back over to go up the stairs. Ben following close behind me. “I call dibs on driving” I look at him and he makes a small frown exaggerating that he wanted to drive. I grab the keys off the wall near the back door and walk out the door. I open up the garage door and get in the car starting the engine. I watch as Ben climbs into the car. I start to drive out the garage and close it behind me. We make our way the back roads driving through forest trains and fields of daisies. “You know I love daisies right” i look over at Ben looking away from the road. Ben makes a scared look instead of reacting and he screams. “Look at the road!” I quickly turn around but it's too late.
