My mind isn't in the right place or I'm dreaming because I can see the girl from Eva's funeral standing right in front of me, wearing a purple bathrobe. I sit up on the couch and pinch myself.
I hissed, this isn't a dream.
"What are you doing in my apartment? Did I bring you here?" She scoffs and rolls her eyes as If ending in this situation where I couldn't remember about last night isn't her fault. Maybe it isn't.
But what is she doing here? And how did she end up in that bathrobe?
"Did something happen last night?" I asked hesitatingly, already feeling guilty.
I would never forgive myself if I hooked up with her last night.
The light pinkish blush beside her freckles scares me. She clears her throat and wipes her blush away.
"First of all, This is my apartment and not yours." I frown my brows together and look around the room. It looks the same.
"And second thing, you were drunk last night and almost broke the door. I think you don't remember anything from last night." She looks at me for an answer like that answer is somehow so important for her. I shake my head as 'no' and she releases a relaxed breath at least that's what it looks like to me.
"Why did you come here out of everywhere? And wait! How do you know my address?" She pulls her brown eyebrows together and crosses her arms. I was still confused about last night so I ignored her question and stood up.
She kept asking me stupid questions that were obvious to her but I wasn't interested in answering any of them as I made my way out of her apartment unbothered.
You drank and woke up at someone else apartment without knowing what happened last night and now you don't even bother to answer her questions......like fuck...
Who gives a fuck?
Think I do.
Because now it feels wrong leaving her dumbfounded like that as I entered my apartment which was right next to her. I looked at her dumbfounded frustrated face before slamming the door shut.
Every emotion flowed away with the water which ran down my body. My hands made their way to my hair and I pushed them back in an attempt to push my memories, my tears that I'm holding so hard. It's easy to let your tears fall down when you are showering because nobody notices and that's what I do if I want to. I don't notice any tears that fall down during the shower. It gets mixed with the water coming from that metal thing.
And there goes these salty tears down my cheek. Which unfortunately is noticed by me.
I can't help but remember Eva's every single word, every single song, every single line when we would shower together.
My first morning in this apartment without you Eva and it feels terrible.
After 15 minutes of showering in our memories, I finally got out and wore my Blue suit designed with blue velvet. I looked at the clock hanging on my royal blue wall. It reads 9:30 am. So, I think I still have some time left. I hear a voice of growling straight coming from my stomach and I roam MY hand on it.
I make my way to the kitchen and take out a cup of noodles from the upper shelf. I scrolled through some emails and messages while the water was boiling. Once it was done I quickly poured it in the cup and mixed well. As I take the first bite the memory of Eva cooking hits me that I actually chokes. I hit my chest with my strong fist until I stopped coughing. What a good morning.
I locked my door before walking towards the elevator. I stepped inside and pressed the button to the ground floor. When the door finally started to shut, a hand stopped it. I rolled my eyes to whoever it is, I'm getting late.
I looked at her dark brown hair as it bounced when she walked in. Her sea green eyes met mine and something inside me stopped me from taking my eyes off her.
I looked straight into her eyes, intimidating. "How long are you gonna stare at me?" She said and I pushed the urge away to roll my eyes. "Not until you step away from the doorway." My reply made her look around and she found herself standing in the doorway. She jumps inside and my eyes jump on how her boobs bounce with her. I cleared my throat and looked away.
I exited the elevator first which felt like an eternity with that awkwardness in there. She passes from me shooting a death glare. Which I ignore and go to my car. I pull myself inside and start the car and speed up till it reaches Renton.
I entered the 5 star hotel and saw all the businessmen roaming around. I go straight to the seminar room. I know everything about this hotel because I do most of my events here.
When I opened the door I saw numbers of people in there already sitting and listening to a boring presentation. My eyes roamed around the dark room filled with coldness and it stopped on a familiar person. Ryan was staring straight into my eyes with his wide ones. He walks towards me from across the room.
"What are you doing here?" he asked me as he dragged me to a corner. "Silas? You are not supposed to be here." I ignored his gaze and removed his hand from my arm. "I'm just doing my job." I replied. He sighs.
"See, I know this job doesn't actually mean anything to you. You should rest." I looked at him with my unbothered eyes.
"I'm not sick." He shakes his head.
"That's what scares me." I take the glass filled with champagne in my hand.
"Silas, Eva isn't here anymore and—"
"And what am I supposed to do? Crying in a room while locking myself?" I sipped my champagne.
"You Know I didn't mean that Silas." His voice was apologetic. "But your girlfriend is dead and I don't think it's a good idea to show up for an event." He takes my champagne and puts it aside.
"I don't care, Ryan. I just want to distract myself for now." I again take the glass of champagne and drink it in one sip. I keep the empty glass aside
"It bothers me a lot." He looks at me confused.
"About last night. I don't remember anything but I woke up in Her apartment." He grabs my arm.
"At whose apartment?" His voice was a little aggressive.
"The green-eyed girl." he loses his grip. "Who is that?"
Ryan is my closest friend so I can share with him.
"She is Eva's childhood friend and God knows why is she living beside me?" I make the 'tsk' sound with my tongue.
"What's her name?" he leans on the counter behind me.
"Rachel something?" I say looking at the man on the stage still giving that boring presentation.
"Something? So it means you don't remember her name?" I shake my head in confusion.
"I'm 90% sure it was Rachel, but let it be I don't wanna talk about her." He nods.
"But for real, I would have handled this event. you should have stayed home." I gave him a death glare.
"What are you Ryan?"
"A wedding planner?"
"That's the answer. How can a wedding planner handle a business event?"
He nods with an awkward laugh.
I'm not sure if I can laugh back like I used to.
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RomanceSilas was all over the day Eva- His girlfriend, Died by committing suicide. He was in so Blue until Raven showed up- Eva's childhood friend. Raven hates Silas but Eventually they both end up doing some mistakes- getting intimate and then they contin...
