The Couch pt5

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But the start of our morning was a disaster already.

Because I have a lot of aches, I also took time putting patches on them. I was putting one on my upper side when Qing knocked on the bathroom door.

Qing: Some other people needs to use the bathroom too.

Me: Wait a moment!

I heard an annoyed huff from outside then the sound of Qing walking away. I clumsily finished putting the ointment patches so I can get out and maybe talk to Qing.

Because I was occupying the main bathroom, Qing was forced to use the one close to our kitchen. He got out and wash his hand on the kitchen sink while I was busy thinking if I should prepare breakfast or suggest to Qing that we have a meal outside.

I was about to speak when Qing frowned.

Qing: (scrunching his nose) What is that smell?

Me: (grimacing) Ointment patches. I had to use some...

Qing stared at me and sighed before turning to walk away. I reach out to stop him by holding his arm.

Me: (smiling nervously at him) Shall we eat breakfast outside today?

Qing: (giving me a cold look) How can we eat, your smell will overwhelm the smell of food.

He pulled his arm out of my grasp before walking away. I was left there in the kitchen. Hurt by his words.

Cruel Wang Qing. I know he got a cruel side when he is angry. But does he really have to show that side to me? He...is too much.

I stayed at the kitchen that morning while Qing was preparing to go to work. I stayed there in silence, for once, my mind is not thinking of anything.

I am tired. I haven't slept well for the past two nights. I just want to rest.

I don't care about things anymore. I don't care if Qing is angry. I don't care if he is being cruel. I don't care anymore.

I just want to rest.

I looked up when I heard footsteps on the living room. I saw Qing was ready to go out. He gave me one inscrutable look before he walked out of the door.

I think we are over.

I cried. I am tired, my heart and head hurt. My whole body hurt. I feel teary so I cried. For a good five minutes.

After crying with self pity, I marched into our bedroom and lay on the bed. I close my eyes to sleep. I thought, it's better if I will sleep instead of thinking some more about my pitiful life.

I slept until noon. I felt a lot better after that four hours of uninterrupted sleep. I went out to take the patches off and clean myself. After a long soak under the hot shower, I felt human again.

I got dressed and went to the kitchen to see what I can cook for a simple lunch. I saw a slab of pork I can mix with vegetables for some pork stirfry. So I did that. I also cooked some rice. While I was waiting for my food to cook, I checked my phone and saw messages there.

One came from my manager that said...

"I tried calling you, but you won't answer. I called Qing and he said you might have overslept. Are you that tired? Rest then. I cancelled your meeting for that product you can endorse. Saying you are sick. They understand so rest up. Okay?"

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