I'm letting you go...

"Starting over again"

So I changed my mind. I think I'll be needing 2 more chapters. So I'll give you the other one now. :) sorry for the typo error.
Enjoy!

ANDREA

I woke up with a smashing like feeling in my head.
Aww... it hurts like hell. I sat up and wonder what happend to me lastnight at the bar. I remember me urguing with a staff at the bar and paused on that thought when I noticed that I am inside a different room. I immediately stood up and realized I'm still here at the hotel and not anywhere else. But whose room is this? OMG! I examined myself and thankfully, I'm all in my dress still.

I silently walked and stepped out of the room. A smell of bacon and egg being fried made my stomach ache as I realized I didn't took dinner lastnight and drownd myself with alcohol. I looked around and I saw a sofa and a huge TV. Where's the exit? As I went further, I reached the kitchen and saw someone cooking. I can't let that person see me whoever that person is. This is embarrassing.

I walked towards the main door and tried my best not to be noticed but I was stoped by a familiar voice.
"Trying to run again?"

Holly Lord! I don't wanna turn around and face him. I can't. I stood there glued not knowing what to do.

"Breakfast?" I heard him settled a plate for me. What should I do? I can't just ran off cause it's gonna be rude. I closed my eyes and decided to face him.

He's wearing a white T-shirt and shorts just up his knees. He looks like he just got out from shower while I am guesing that I still look a mess! Aarrgg!

"Sit down" He said casualy like we've been together for long. I mean Yes we were but it's been years since we saw each other.

I moved forward and he pulled one chair out for me. He gave me water a pill. "Drink it for your hangover"

I glanced at him as he took his seat in front of me. I took the medicine as he instructed me. Does it mean he knew I was drunk? Did I came here all by myself? But no it couldn't be. I don't event know his room number.

"Drink your milk"
I was cut off thinking when I heard him. I immediately took a zip but felt that it was hot and dropped it on the table as I stood up.
"Andrea! Are you alright? For God's sake! It's a hot milk!"
Suddenly I just found him touching my lips with his hands wiping it and examining if I got hurt. His eyes met mine and we just realized we're now facing each other. I gulp as my heart was pounding.
"I'm sorry I was..."
He moved back unable to say a word.
"I- I'm fine.. it's okay. I'll just fix this mess I just made." Pointing on the broken glass of milk.
"No don't touch it. I'll just ask someone to fix it. Come on, you need to eat."

We just seated facing each other eating. We sometimes glance to each other from time to time and it's awkward. I feel so much uncomfortable.
"Do you still do it?" He asked out of nowhere.
"Do what?" I'm confused as to what he is refering to.
"Alcohol" He added.
So he once knew me as someone who party and now he still think that I do. I'm a mother for God's sake. But well, I can't tell him that. Not now.
"Sometimes" I mumbled between my chew and I heard him sigh in relief. And why is he even asking me that? Does he even care?

"How have you been doing?"
I stoped as realization striked me. I mean what am I even doing here? I remember we were just like strangers at the board room, I saw him kissing someone, I got drunk and slept on his room and now I am eating my breakfast in front of him. This is imposible!
"I'm sorry I have to go. Thank you." I stood up and went towards the door.
"Aren't you gonna ask me what happend lastnight?" I stopped and irealize he was right. But I don't care anymore. I need to leave like right now.

I kept pulling the door but it's not opening. What's wrong with this door! I heard footsteps coming towards me and I felt his hands over my hands on the knob and him inches away at my back. He removed the card on the side of the door near the knob and push the door making it open. That was embarrassing!
I stepped out and waived goodbye without glancing at him and walked towards the corridor.
"My suite is always open if you wanna talk!" I heard his voice echoed but I just walked and practically ran towards the elevator.