My Cup Of Coffee

Chapter 22

Before Hyuna and Dawn arrived I sat on top of the counter acting as if my high school boyfriend had just ended our relationship. I had no reason to be so upset. The girl and I had nothing going on. We were barely even friends. All she cared about was her own benefits and used me. I can’t be mad at her. I did the same. But I can’t help but think about how she took care of me, the way she smiled and looked at me, how she pulled me closer when we kissed, the way she climbed on top of me the other night at the workshop. The simple fact that she had prepared me coffee and a pill just the other day.

I was beginning to believe it was more than a beneficial friendship. That maybe, just maybe she felt something. But what could that be? She has so many sides to her. And I unfortunately fell for the side of her that’s barely seen. The sweet and caring side when she held me close as I cried and she reassured me I was okay. The one who brought me a blanket and hot coffee. Not the one who deals drugs, but the one who has no other option to help her grandfather after she lost her grandma. I started to believe this was her true side. She just over shadowed it so much that even though it was her truth, it felt like a lie.

I had welcomed the couple in and quietly led them to their room. Trying my best to just for a second stop acting so miserable and heart broken for no valid reason at all. After settling them in I climbed into my bed forgetting that a snoring Irene took up more than half of it. I managed to fit in it and closed my eyes. Only to see the smiling girl spilling coffee on herself. Causing me to laugh. More things appeared. Like when she complemented, the way she played pool, her simple way of smiling as she seduces me knowing exactly what she’s doing. But most importantly, how she hugged me in such a secure manner and made me feel safe.

And now that she knows that I meant it for just a second, she knows I want her to stay away. It’s for the best. I just hate it. Because I don’t want her to. She makes me feel different, the good type of different, what I need. And now she’s probably out with some other girl. Not caring about me. She never did. I was such a fool for believing anything I heard. Sure she enjoyed the kiss, for her own satisfaction. But that’s it. And now she probably knows that it meant to me, everything was more than just a kiss. She held a power like never before against me. Control of me.

“Are you still up?” Irene suddenly said turning to face me. Her eyes closed shut. “Why?” Her voice was quiet but filled with concern, making me chuckle. How could I even tell her?

“I’m in the process of it. Go back to sleep” I lightly chuckled. Irene groaned wrapping her arms around me and laying against my chest. Just like she did when I slept over at her house. Since she was a little girl she was used to holding a teddy bear. Eventually she had to grow and let it go. Now, whenever I sleep with her, I become her teddy bear. “Goodnight” I sighed. Feeling comforted by her simple action.

“Mmmnight” she hummed. Just like this I was able to relax and completely forget about the girl and I. The only thing that repeated in my mind was all the times we’ve kissed and laughed. Those are the moments that make it hard to believe she’s a jerk or to want to stop talking to her.

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“Wake the fuck up and give me a hug!” A loud voice barged into our room. Making Irene and I jump awake. My heart beating madly at the scare. Hyuna and I totally let the fact that she arrived last night, pass by. I barely even remembered greeting her.

“A fist to the face is the only thing you’re getting with that screaming of yours” Irene threw her pillow at the loud person who stood at the foot of our bed. Soon weight was felt suddenly landing on me. She had jumped on us. Right between Irene and I. Fitting herself in perfectly. Bringing a smile to my face. A great way of waking up today. The bedroom door had been opened again. Two additional bodies joining in the squishing of me and Irene.