Carmen's Caster

I - Carmen Rose

 It wasn't supposed to be like this. I didn't know what got to me, but I usually wasn't the type for a one-night stand. I was at the bar trying to drink the pain away, the pain she caused. I didn't think my life would end up this way. I woke up with a woman in my bed, makeup smudged, cuddling, and clothes off. What have I become? I felt disgusted with myself, not even remembering what happened last night. I wanted to go back in time. Wishing I never went to that bar. I felt nothing but guilt for the man I have become.

But as a man, I care for every woman in my life. She may not stay for long, as it was just a simple hookup, but I had no reason not to care. She is not the woman I love, but she deserves to be respected. I crawled out from under the sheets, trying not to wake her. I opened my door and headed for my bathroom. Then shutting the door as quietly as possible, flickering on the lights when closed. As I did my usual routine, I kept thinking to myself. What have I become? That is what I asked myself over and over again. What should I do with her? I finished my morning routine and opened my door, and there she was, asleep.

In a way, she was pretty. Her makeup was light, and only her eyes had appeared slightly darkened. I looked for a few more seconds before taking out some makeup wipes from the bathroom cabinet. I took out some other essentials I bought for my girlfriend for when she was going to move in. But that will never happen now. There was a hairbrush, a spare toothbrush, and a personal towel for her. There were even pads and razors, and I even switched my shampoo brand to one she liked. I planned to revert to my usual brand last night because it smelled like her.

I opened the door to my room and walked down the hallway. I reached my kitchen with a marble island and opened the fridge. I took out a carton of eggs, just a dozen, and placed it on the counter next to me. I scanned through the left side, grabbing a pack of bacon. Then the right, a carton of milk I would keep in mind for later. I took the bacon and eggs to the electric stove countertop. Then I took out two black ceramic plates from the cabinet. I placed them next to the stove, then grabbed my seasonings and oil. I turned on the stove and started to make the eggs and bacon. I remembered I had half a loaf of bread, about to spoil soon. I cut four slices while waiting for the bacon to cook, putting them into the toaster. Only two fit at a time, juggling the food and the toast back and forth.

I used to cook for my girlfriend all the time. I knew she liked avocado with her breakfast. So I always had some here in case I would make her something. I divided the food evenly onto both plates, satisfied with my almost complete breakfast. Seasoned to perfection, how my girlfriend liked it. I grabbed an avocado from a basket on the counter and then a knife. I sliced open the avocado like my girlfriend taught me, and then when I looked up, the girl was peeking into the kitchen. 

Authors Note:

Hi! This is my first Wattpad story in a couple of years. ^^; Hopefully it is up to par with current writing styles, as I am trying to get back into the hobby of writing again. I've recently had a motivation after setting some personal goals into place. I'm hoping my story can grow and reach other people. Anyways, happy reading! <3