Å LITTLE BRÅVER

38 - °I CAN'T HANDLE IT.

•ALEXANDER JNR•

Salome think she's naïve. She believe she doesn't have self control, but that, I didn't let her complete before I did the last thing I could ever think of. Kissing her.

I don't know what had taken over my senses but staring at her mouth out what she isn't made me swell with annoyance mixed with guilt and before I know it, my lips were on hers. And that is it, didn't think of the after effect.

Salome's hands vibrates as she struggle with the car door, and before I could say a word, She is out of the vehicle and walking as fast down the walkway. My chest drops. I quickly storm out, slamming the door blindly and jogging to stop her halfway. She keeps missing her footings but try to be distant as she can, making my insides burn with regret. This isn't what i wanted, at all.

I reach faster to get to her before she cross the zebra crossing, but then hold back, watching her leave. My hands grow cold as my eyes stay on her till she's at the other side of the side-walk and scramble into the public bus at the bus stop. I run my fingers through my hair, recapping how fast it all happened.

I tried to get her close, and somewhat succeeded, just to push her away again. Even if I got to hold her hand and ask her not to leave, it would only make her grow more and more uncomfortable, and that's why I withdrew.

The bus rolls out of sight, while my gaze remains on it till my phone vibrates in my pocket. With one hand rubbing my forehead, I reluctantly pull it out, turning around to head back to my car.

I blindly swipe answer the call. "Hello?"

"Alex?"

My eyes lightens a bit. "Mom, sorry, I was..." I drawl, words failing me as as I can't seem to think about anything with what just happened.

"Oh, you outside? driving? I can hear the sounds of vehicles." She sound concern.

I audibly clear my throat, opening the door to my car and climb in, heaving a deep sigh. "No, I'm not actually. How are you?" I stretch and slam the door closed.

She hums softly. "Alright. I'm very fine, thanks. How're you doing? how's work treating you?"

My heart clammer against my chest, but I ignite the engine, not wanting to heighten her worry in anyway.

"Work is fine, really, I love it." Well...

She chuckles slightly. "Aww, that's nice, come home for dinner? hmm?"

I knew this was a trick. I nod with a sigh, adjusting in my seat. "Okay... I could do that, would head home to freshen up then come by."

"Really?!"She sound super excited. "I'd be so happy..."

I smile at her cheekiness. "See you soon, mom."

"hmm... see you too!"

She cut it on her end, and I dump my phone beside me, glancing at where Salome was seated minutes ago. I shut my heavy eyes, and rest my head against the steering. This is bad, and I have no clue on how to fix it.

•••

"Hmm... this is so good." My mom nods, points her spoon to her curry sauce. She leans to me from across the white round dinning table. "This is why I would never think of firing Ma Duke."

I drop my head, giggling. Really?

Okay, my mom here is a perfectionist, if things don't go the way she planned and want it to go, she would look for the sow fault and fix it. Just wonder how Mildred works for her and she's still very much satisfied, because Mildred? Oh god...