Wrapping up my emotional crisis session, I start walking up the stairs to our flat. As I climb the steps slowly, I hear sqeals and laughs from the apartment. I quickly take my keys out and, when unlocked, slam the door open. The noises come from my left. I walk towards the kitchen and see Shae and Danny laughing, covered in soapy water. Not to mention the kitchen floor wet.
"Why is the kitchen in this state?" I demand angrily. "Why is there water everywhere." The girls seem to fiddle with what they will answer. I roll my eyes and tell them to get changed. I make a quick go at my room and throw my jacket and socks on the bed. Rolling up my sleeves and pants, I grab a pen and roll my long curls around it. Entering the kitchen on my toes, I drop all the rags on the floor. I bend down to pick them up when I sense movements behind me.
"How did this happen?" I ask unsure if there really is someone behind me. I twist the rags in a bucket and return them on the floor.
"The dishwasher broke. We tried to unblock the pipe but it turned out that the water was still running." Danny explains in her purple tank top and beige three quarters.
"Let me recapiulate, the dishwasher is broken, the plumbing is blocked and the water doesn't reach the dishwasher." I say arking an eyebrow.
"Umm, no, it's just the water that doesn't reach the dishwasher." She explaines to me sighing.
"Doesn't matter, we'll just hand wash the dishes." I tell her soaking up the rags. "And this-" I gently tap at the dishwasher with my foot, "was meant to die three years ago."
"Yeah." She shrugs before leaving. Once the floor moderately dry, I throw the rags in the dirty cloths basket.
"Isha, we're leaving." Shae calls out.
"Do you need a ride?" I ask them moving towards the door.
"No it's okay, we'll take my car." Shae says putting on a pair of black pumps that looks really good with her pink floral dress. Danny changed her pants to a pair of light blue skinny and she put a long sleeved top on.
"You came with your car?" I ask her surprised.
"Yeah, I did actually. My secretary came with me and he took care of it. He brought my car too."
"He is it?" I tease her. "Why is your secretary here if you're on vacation!"
"Work doesn't let go!" Shae smiles at me.
"Will you be okay?" Danny asks.
"I'll be fine. You sound like you're leaving a child home. I'll probably go do some groceries." I respond.
"Fine." She shrugs before following Shae who descends the stairs gracefully. I close the door once they are out of sight and go to the living room where the TV is. Two slim boxes, containing movie cds, are placed on either side of the plasma tv. We had bought it from the neighbour a few days before I went to Afghanistan. I had to go a few weeks earlier because a TU rebel group had attacked a base.
Bending down, I trail my hand down the range of cds and randomly pick one and take it out. Hunger Games. Really? Looks like even the odds want me to see people get killed. Nevertheless, I settle down and turn the TV on and notice that the DVD player is different. As I turn it on, put the CDin and go hunt for the remotes, I hear my phone ring. I'm about to whip somebody's ass. Oooooh, I'm about to whip somebody's ass. The ringtone blasting off makes me crack a smile and go to the main bedroom. If you don't leave me a-.
"Hello?" I answer.
"It's Annie." Her voice resonates on the other side of the line.
"Oh, hello! Are you on a break?" I ask her.
YOU ARE READING
The day we met again
Romance"I never thought we'd meet again, at least not this way.After all those years of regret, that vivid memory had begun to fade away. Yet he had to come back and reopen an old wound. The guy I liked since 4th grade." Isha is back from war, back to "no...
