My Cup Of Coffee

Chapter 59

We walked to the bridge in the empty park. No one was here, it was just the two of us in the freezing cold weather. The girl didn't say anything, and I wouldn't speak until she do. It was odd to me that we had been nearly conflict free these past two days, only one argument. Everything had been done in peace and mostly quiet, just how it is now. The opposite of who the girl is, yet she has slowly adjusted to my preferences when in my presence.

"Are you not cold?" She finally broke the silence.

It's dark but the street lights lit up the bridge along with the park. The water was frozen underneath us, we weren't too high up but a jump from here would definitely leave me with a broken bone. "Yes I'm freezing" my hands were deep in the pockets of my jeans, my legs stayed close and my body shrunk to keep me warm. "Are you?" We stood shoulder to shoulder, looking far into the distance of snow and dead trees parted by the river.

"I'm pretty warm with my new jacket" She subtly bragged making me smile. I gave her a sarcastic laugh for mocking my freezing state. "Do you want it?" She quietly offered.

I turned to face her expecting to meet her eyes, instead she kept looking straight forward and I once again was reminded of her short stature when all I could see was the top of her head. "No" I answered.

"Why? You're cold"

"Because you'll be cold"

The girl turned and looked up meeting my eyes with a soft smile and orbs that shined brighter than the moon before us. She stayed silent staring at me, as if searching for her next words. Looking into her eyes I couldn't help but think about all the moments we have shared together. It's frustrating really, so many unsaid thoughts from her side had lead to me getting married. There's no one else to blame but me, I just wish she would tell me how she felt, if she felt anything. After everything, how can she not feel the same way?

The girl shrugged and looked back into the distance "we can share" we met eyes again "it's a big jacket, we can share"

I'm in love with her and she knows it, she knows how I feel, we've done so many things together that I never imagine my self doing so comfortably, and still she won't return her feelings. Why am I even here? The only thing I'm doing is hurting myself, knowing she won't feel the same way but helplessly enjoying my time with her. "We can't share a jacket" I looked away.

"Yes we can"

"How?"

The girl put a smile on her face and slipped her right arm out of the jacket leaving only half of it on. Immediately, I understood what she meant by sharing and I couldn't help but laugh.

"We are not going to fit" I say.

"You won't know until you try. Come on, I'm cold" she joked.

Again, I sarcastically laughed "and I'm not?"

She opened up her jacket and pulled the right half around me, squishing our bodies together. She then pulled her left arm out and zipped it up. It was the two of us, squished in one big jacket. I was comfortable here. Suddenly, I felt both her arms wrap around my waist and the next second I found her head resting against my chest in a hug. As a response I wrapped my arms around her body. Silence filled the air letting my body warm up with her's, I was more than sure the girl could hear my madly beating heart against my chest.

We spent time holding each other in the most comfortable silence. Why does she do this to me? Pull me in only to push me away when my feelings are the strongest. Approximately five minutes could've passed by before she spoke up again,

"Are you warm yet?"

I hummed a yes in response.

"Good" she softly said.