Darren's POV
I'm doing my hardest distracting myself away from thinking about the horrible thing I did to Allen. I went through washing my laundry, dusting off my bedroom and changing the covers of my bed, clean the bathrooms, and other areas of the house that needs cleaning and lastly throwing the garbages out - so overall I cleaned the whole house. I look at the clock and it's already 12 and half in the afternoon.
"Whew...that was very long indeed." I said to myself while wiping the sweats on my forehead of the back of my hand.
This was my first time in cleaning the whole house. I'm not saying I don't clean my house 'cause I do like cleaning. I just don't usually clean the entire... house because I have office works. But now that I have none, I guess there will be a lot of cleaning in the future and now I should start cleaning myself too - again.
After tidying myself, the rest of my day went just fine. I did not saw Allen for the remaining of the day after that ugly incident. Maybe he went somewhere - I guess.
Even though I tried to busy myself for doing all the house chores for the past hours. I'll be lying to myself if I say that Allen did not flash in my mind because he did.
Now it's already 10 in the evening but still no sign of him and I'm worried sick.
"This was all my fault." I scolded myself. I'm currently lying on the couch watching a movie but my attention is more glued on the clock.
I was emotionally stupid for doing that to him - I'm such a selfish idiot. I thought only how about I feel and forgotten that he is also going through rough time with his father. Now my guilty conscience is eating me alive. I really don't know what to think right now, I really don't know that Allen guy very much. I don't know if he's suicidal or something. What am I thinking? Of course the guy will not kill himself. Maybe he just somewhere - like in a bar drinking his troubles out. I wanted to call Carla to ask her if Allen is with her but that would be a bad move. She would be suspicious and I don't know how to answer her 'cause she will definitely going to ask me questions and I'm really bad at lying if I'm under pressure.
"How stupid of me, for not asking his number in the first place. Where is that guy? I'm gonna kill him when he shows up! " I said to myself while biting the tip of my thumb.
Time passes by and still no sign of him. I already finished watching two movies already just to kill the time and help me to fight myself not giving into the sleepiness but my tired body is over powering anything inside my mind right now, how I cannot be so tired after all the cleaning and everything I have done today.
I better just gave in and just wake up when that Allen guy decides to come home. Turning off the T.V. I let my body rest and surrender myself to sleep.
------After some time ------
A disturbing continuous knocking awoken me from my slumber. I look at the time on the wall clock and it say it's already 1 in the morning. I stretch my arms upward while sitting up,"Oww...my back !" Massaging my aching spine, I get up from the couch to answer the door. "Okay, okay, okay, I'm coming "-- then it hit me.
My sleepiness instantly is replaced with anger. I immediately walk towards the door with large steps. Throwing the door wide open.
"Where have you been? You know what time it is! Huh?!I've been worried sick about you! Next time care to inform me where are you going and what time you're coming back!" I shouted at him.
The jerk just stared at me in bewilderment then laugh. The laugh was so hard that he needed to lean his back against the door frame and crosses his arms against his stomach.
"What so damn funny..? " I ask in low growl but in a demanding tone .
I waited for him to answer back but the jerk just continues to laugh his heart out like a maniac and now the maniac is on the floor. I want to kick him...to bring back some senses to his head. But I forbid myself from doing it because that will only lead to another conflict between us. Instead, I waited for his laugh to subside. After a couple of few seconds my patience was paid off when he finally stops. But to my utter disappointment, the man drop down like a log on the floor and start snoring.
Pinching the bridge of my nose due to frustration, realizing the guy is drunk. That explains the heavy laughing without any reasons at all.
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