Raddish Boy 2

Strangers Again

‘thud!’

“Ooww!!..” I woke up from the seering pain on my back and bottom as I get knocked and hit the floor.

Kit kicked me off his bed but this is not the first time it happened.

“Damn it Beam! Why are you in my bed again?” Kit complained.

I have been staying (freeloading) in my best friend’s room for more than a week now. He can’t do anything about it since he’s small and I can easily bully him.

One month after my parents left for the states, my dorm looked nothing like a decent college student’s room. The sink was full of empty fast food containers, the bathroom was moldy and all my dirty clothes piled on the bed. The floor could not be seen because of all the clutters, convenient store receipts, and empty cans of soda and bags of chips.

My med books and printed lectures piled randomly on the floor, on the desk and some even under the bed. Spider webs starts to invade the ceiling. It’s a chaos back there and I don’t have any plan to go back.

Thankfully, Kit, my ever loyal cute friend/next door neighbor is meticulous and tidy. His room can harbor a parasite like me.

It was raining heavy last night. Ever since I was a kid, I could not tolerate the cold temperature. The floor was chilled and the frost was seeping right through my futon. I could not sleep properly.

I have tried to close my eyes but every time I do so, a certain person fills my mind with his presence. My head keeps rewinding those moments when I leisurely cuddle in his arms and seek for his warmth especially on days like this.

Good thing that Kit is a heavy sleeper. Literally, he sleeps like a log. I waited for him to fall asleep and then when I heard him snore, I scooted over to his bed.

“I’m sorry Kitty. It was freezing last night. You didn’t have to kick me out of the bed! Now my back really hurts.”

“You deserve that! I woke up and you were snuggled to me like a leech. What do you think of me huh?"

“ Uhhh.. A teddy bear?..”

Kit was very grumpy early in the morning. His brows have met halfway his face. He started grabbing anything he lays his hands to. Soon, all the pillows came flying towards me. If I was not alert that time, the alarm clock that he threw might have hit me in the face. Gladly I was able to catch it.

My eyes grew wide when I checked the alarm clock and saw the time. Chills ran over my spine and the colors drained off my face. Damn it! We overslept!

“Kitty! We’re late!”

His body jerked the instant he saw the clock. We were both sleeping soundly that we didn’t hear the alarm.