The Last Petal

Chapter 7 - Played

Matthew didn’t call to wake me up today but instead he just texted me.

He said

“I’m going to the hospital today. My mom have an appointment with her doctor so I’m going to be a little busy. I’m sorry”

Today is the first time that I didn’t get to talk to him in the morning but I completely understand.

“I hope all is well with your mom. Take care” I replied but he didn’t reply after that.

After that I went downstairs to have some breakfast. I saw Rockstar playing around. When he saw me he run towards me and playfully wagged his tail.

“How are you good boy?” I said.

Ever since Matthew and I dated I barely have some time left to spend with Rockstar. Rockstar probably miss me already. I carried him and brought him to the patio.

“Matthew is busy today so we can play all day” I said to Rockstar as I placed him down the floor.

He licked my face and wagged his tail. Looks like he understood what I said.

“Good morning Tiffany” Yaya Elma greeted.

I greeted her back “Good morning Yaya Elma”

“Is anything wrong? You look sad” She asked curiously.

“Nothing” I said. “What did you cook for breakfast Yaya?”

She went back to the kitchen and brought out the food she prepared. There’s an omelet, pork and beans and stir fried rice.

“It looks good Yaya Elma” I said as I sat down.

“What do you want milk or mocha?” She asked.

“Milk” I told her.

She went back to the kitchen and grabbed a tall glass and a carton of milk.

“There you go” She said while pouring some milk on my glass.

“Thanks Yaya Elma”

I feel a little lazy today, maybe because I didn’t hear Matthew’s voice this morning which became a part of my daily routine. I feel a little bit lifeless as if I am a zombie on the loose. I stared at my food for awhile.

“Tiffany? Wake up!” she said and clapped her hands in front of me.

“What is it Yaya?” I said.

Obviously I wasn’t paying attention.

“You didn’t like the food?” Yaya Elma asked and frowned in confusion.

I shook my head and smiled. I took a spoon-full inside my mouth and chewed it carefully. While I was eating I wasn’t paying attention so I bumped the glass of milk and spilled it all over the table and the floor. Rockstar startled and licked the milk that spilled on the floor.

“Are you okay?” Yaya Elma asked while wiping the milk on the table.

“I'm okay. I’m sorry Yaya Elma” I said.

“Rockstar, you should not lick on that” I said while I was picking him up.

I went to the garden and grabbed a water hose. I sprinkled some water on Rockstar because he might get sticky after his fur got wet with milk.