04

414 11 0
                                    

Seated in a criss cross position on her California King sized bed, Golden had a large bowl of buttered popcorn resting between her legs

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


Seated in a criss cross position on her California King sized bed, Golden had a large bowl of buttered popcorn resting between her legs.

It was going on three thirty in the afternoon and she didn't have anything else to do, resulting in her putting on a movie.

She wasn't used to having so much free time on her hands, so she wasn't sure of what to do with it.

Fifteen minutes into the movie, her phone alerted her that it was now on less than ten percent.

While Golden placed the almost dead device on the charger, three short knocks to her opened bedroom door caught her attention. Looking up, she saw that Kyaire was standing in the doorway.

"I don't mean to bother you, but my head is starting to throb. Do you have some medicine I could take?"

"Of course. And you aren't bothering me at all." Golden reassured him as she waved him off, before grabbing her tv remote and pressing pause.

She carefully moved the popcorn over, before getting up from the bed.

Walking into the bathroom, Golden looked inside of her medicine cabinet and grabbed some
acetaminophen. She popped the top of the bottle off, before shaking two of the white pills in her free hand.

When she came back out, she approached Kyaire and gave them to him.

"Take these. I have some bottled waters in the refrigerator door."

"Thank you." He spoke, before turning to exit the
room.

Going into the kitchen, Ky opened up the fridge and grabbed a bottle of Ozarka. Twisting the cap off, he put the medicine in his mouth before taking a few large gulps of water to wash them down with.

Once he'd swallowed the pills completely, Kyaire tossed the now empty piece of plastic in the trash. He let out a small belch, before cutting off the kitchen light and exiting.

As the male passed by Golden's room to go back upstairs, she stopped him. "Kyaire."

His ears perked up at the sound of her voice. Making a u-turn, he went back the other direction.

He then stood in her doorway once again.

"I know you must be bored out of your mind upstairs by yourself. You wanna come in here and watch a movie with me?" The woman asked.

"S-sure." He responded, before stepping into the master bedroom completely. Looking around, he took in the details. It was nicely decorated in mostly brown tones with hints of gold, which was ironic due to her name being Golden.

Professionally taken portraits of her hung from the wall that her bed was pushed up against. Kyaire briefly looked at them, noticing that she had nothing but a silk sheet covering her bare body as she laid stretched across a velvet couch.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑Where stories live. Discover now