The Write Thing

Chapter 27

I've been laying on my bed since I woke up. I know I've told myself I had to become a lot more productive than I have been already but, I can't just help not to think about what happened last night. And as much as I try not to think about it, I can't.

I remain staring at the ceiling as though there's something interesting about it when suddenly Rafa cross my mind. And was the only time I recalled he told me he'll wait for me last night.

I stood up my feet and didn't have to take another time to think and just found myself on my way to his apartment.

I don't know if he's serious when he told me he'll wait for me. We don't even have any contacts so we can't reach out with each other.

As soon as I reached his unit, I pressed on the bell so many times but there's seemed to be no one inside. I tried to open the door but it was locked. It even takes me a few time to wait and wonder if he's even inside. And before I could even make my step away. The door began to open. And I was beyond surprised by his appearance.

He rest a hand on the doorframe while his other hand is holding the door, open.

"What happened to you?" I looked at him from head to toe, confused. He doesn't looked like the same person I saw yesterday. He looks tired, with his messy hair and sleepy eyes.

"What about you? What happened to you?" A creepy smile flashed on his lips, and I could tell by the smell of his breath and the way he talks that he's drunk.

"Rafa, you're drunk." I told him and make my way inside. And I was correct when I saw bottle of beers everywhere on the floor.

"You want to join me for a drink?" I almost jump in shock when I felt his breathing through my ears. I take a few step back and sent him a serious look. "You're a bit late, but that's fine. You can keep up."

"Look at yourself, Rafa. You're drunk."

"Oh really?" He then stroll to the corner and grab the bottle that's almost half empty. "Was it obvious? Was it obvious I've been drinking since last night?"

"You're kidding."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." I couldn't help but stare into his face.

Now that he mentioned it, I don't know if it's possible he could be drinking since last night. He consumed almost like two cases of beers with all these bottle scattered all over the room.

"You know what? You should rest now. That's too much alcohol." I could feel him staring at me as I started picking the bottles and stack it on one corner.

"Where were you last night?" His question made my brain stopped from processing as I thought about what to say.

"I had to be somewhere." I told him without looking his way. When he didn't respond for a few minutes, I thought he was asleep already but when I shot him a look, he was just watching me with those sleepy eyes.

"I was waiting for you last night." He says with just about no emotion played on his face.

"I'm... sorry." I let out a heavy breath. "I was actually with Clyde last night."

"Clyde?"

"Yeah. Umm he just invited me for a dinner." I tell him but soon realizes it's not really a good thing I've mentioned about it.  Now he'll probably ask more about it.

"Was it good?"

"It was just a dinner. Nothing special. Look, I'm sorry I totally forgot about last night." I said and I didn't hear anything as we remain looking at each other when suddenly, he advance to my way and before I even knew it, I realize his lips is now touching mine.