STRAWBERRIES × CIGERETTES

Chapter 8 | Emily

I woke up early today and decided to go for a jog. I normally don't exercise much but I thought I'd at least jog for today, I can even look around the neighborhood.

Yesterday night I had those nightmares again, of the accident in which my mom died. I don't even know how I was able to survive. I woke up and got an anxiety attack again, I looked for my pills on the nightstand but they weren't there. Shit.

My hands were shaking badly, I ran to the bathroom and finally found the fill before gulping one with water. A relief passed through me as I took deep breaths and then went straight back to bed.

I wore my gym bra and leggings and then went downstairs to make myself some fruit juice. While the juice was in process, I wore my shoes and tied my hair in a loose ponytail. I drank my juice and went outside, stretching a bit.

""Why are you everywhere!" He groaned, with his eyes soon widening. Maybe that was a thought for himself.

" Oh sorry Noah my parents chose a house next to yours, I'm sorry to be everywhere." I said sarcastically, putting on my earbuds and began to jog.

I felt a pat on my shoulder but I ignored it, a really good song was playing and I was vibing along until I felt the pat again. I pulled my earplugs out and groaned. "What! First you say I'm everywhere and then you annoy me" i said.

"Do you always jog?" He asked making me roll my eyes.

"Do you always ask dumb things ?" I asked which he giggled to.

"Only when I'm around dumb people" he said and I stopped. I began running the other direction that was towards my house.

And he followed me. Why is this person already on my nerves, I can't believe I was missing him and crying for this!

"Stop following me" I said in a calm tone giving him a glare. He better get it that I might punch him any moment.

"I'm not following you, I always jog like this." He smirked.

"You know what -"

"What?" He interrupted before I could complete, with his annoying smirk.

I picked up a stone from the road and just threw it on him. "The next thing is gonna be a punch!" I yelled and continued my jog while he was just holding his chest. He scoffed. "Your dead meat mily !" He yelled before running after me. Oh shit, he better not run fast.

I screamed, running for my life. I had run almost miles so I stopped and panted. I took deep breaths and not soon after he stopped beside me and panted. I sat down on the grass while he just stood catching his breath.

"I'm never jogging with or in front of you" I said panting.

"We'll see" he smirked as he sat beside me.

"Do you have water?" I asked.

"Nah, do you?" I just looked at him and lifted my one brow at him. Is he serious.

"Oh yes I do would you like some?" I asked in a sweet sarcastic tone and gave him a smile.

"Sure" he gave a huge grin making his dimples appear.

I showed him my middle finger and got up.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Getting a freaking water bottle kid!" I said going towards the store which was only 5 steps away. I could still hear him laughing. I never knew I was so funny.

I bought two bottles and went out after paying.

As I reached out, he was laying down on the grass where we were sitting, under the big tree with his one arm on his eyes and the other on his stomach.