Imperfect With Perfect

I'm Going To Make It Up To You

Eva's POV

I woke up to the sensation of my stomach grumbling for food. I haven't eaten since I told Adam that I would wait with him but I forgot all about it since Adam's nightmare incident. It honestly scared me, like what did he mean by everything he said? I had so many questions but I couldn't think things through without my stomach asking for food by constantly reminding me with it's grumbling. I realized that Adam still held onto my hand with a grip that was tighter than a usual sleeper. I felt guilty trying to loosen his grip, but if I didn't eat, my stomach would punish me until I ate something. I got up without letting go of Adam's hand. 

You have to let him go.

I kissed his hand and let it down gently so he wouldn't notice that something was missing. I tiptoed to the door and closed it slowly and silently so I wouldn't wake him up from his slumber. I closed it and made my way downstairs to get the food I bought from this morning. I passed through the slide door and I saw the sky having mixed colors of red, yellow, orange, and pink. There were clouds here and there making the scene much more dashing. The buildings were beautiful and the lights started appearing from the distance. The palm trees swaying side to side, almost dancing with the waves that came to the shore then went back to the sea. 

*grumble grumble*

I know, I know. 

I went to the table, got out the food from the bag and found myself the food that were once warm, now cold. I picked up the food and placed it on a clean plate then placed it in the microwave. I set it up to 3 minutes which was enough. During that time, I cleaned up the table to prepare myself to eat. But I realized, why should the view be put to waste? I moved the table in front of the slide door and I got a view that was like no other. I placed my chair across the view and heard the sound of the microwave saying that the food is done. i opened the microwave and got out my steaming food and placed it on the table. Since my food was now too hot, I opened the door and I let the wind come into the room, slowly cooling my food down. I now sat down and ate my food in peace. My mind couldn't get rid of the thought of Adam and his nightmare, so I stopped and went to the bedroom to check up on him. I opened the door slowly and peeped my head inside. He was still asleep but in a different position. He still hasn't ate and so I had to wake him up, though I knew I am going to feel really bad. I went up to him, taking a deep breath, and reached out to him.

"Adam. Adam. Wake up, sweetie." I said in a tone that wouldn't frighten him.

He sighed and his eyes were trying to wake up. He winced at his surroundings then at me. 

"Oh god, what time is it?" He asked while looking at the ceiling.

"Fourteen minutes until 7:00 pm." I responded.

He blinked a couple times, and everytime he opened them, his eyes opened a bit more.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Yeah. I am." He said.

He sat up and got his phone from the counter.

I knew he was going to check his Twitter and all of his social media accounts. 

"Come on Adam, I will serve you your food." 

He agreed and was left behind me. 

I repeated all of the steps I did earlier to prepare his meal. I then served him exactly where I was sitting and let him eat. He looked a bit disusted by the food, and I assumed that he was still nauseous but was able to eat it without a fuss. I sat on the smaller couches and drew. I didn't know what to draw but I felt like drawing something. Then something popped in my mind. I began drawing like crazy, excited for what the result would be. This drawing would be epic if I nailed it. But I felt a sudden chill down my spine, but it wasn't from the cold. I felt as if I was very distant with Adam. I left him alone to eat and minded my own business without caring if he was okay or not.