Love is everything

The Morning Afer {14}

I spend a restless night, again. I was so bored that I picked a book and started reading it. The good thing is, I'm in her living room so I could read without problems as much as I wanted without bothering her. At 6 AM or so, I went to her kitchen. I didn't know if it was okay to make her breakfast. However, I thought that why would she mind that I make her breakfast. I hope that I'm not wrong.

I started to look around her kitchen, looking for what I needed at the same time that I see what she had to give me an idea of what could I do for breakfast. At the end, I went for something basic, waffles. Okay, it's not basic but I love to bake, so what can I say. Thankfully, she has everything that I need to make them, so I started making them.

As I already finished making them and was setting the table I hear her bedroom's door open. I stop what I'm doing and get out of the kitchen and went to her, but I just catch her shadow as she enters the bathroom. I wait for her outside, obviously. A few minutes later she opens the door and I am here waiting in front of the door, a few steps away, trying not to be too creepy and with a big smile on my face.

She was breathtaking, I thought that she was beautiful the other times I saw her, but she at the first hour in the morning, or at least, after she getting out of the bathroom still on her pajamas is breathtaking. I didn't see anything more beautiful in my whole life. Her messy hair, not too much, but still messy. Her eyes a little watery because she just woke up. I have no words to describe what I'm seeing, at least, not appropriately.

"Hey." Alice says as soon as she sees me.

"Hey. I made waffles." I say with happiness. Alice is surprised, her face tells me that she did not see that coming. I chuckled at her surprised face. "I hope you don't mind that I used your kitchen." I say a little embarrassed.

"What? Of course not." Alice says shocked that I even said that. "Thank you for making me breakfast." She says, smiling as she goes to the kitchen, but suddenly she stops and turns to look at me. "Did you have breakfast already?" I stay there surprised a few seconds until I remember the pancake incident.

"No, this time I waited for you." I say with a big smile on my face that she reciprocates. We made our way to the kitchen and I start to finish setting the table, but this time with her help. As soon as we finish, we sit and start eating the waffles.

"Damn, they're good. What do you have with desserts? I mean," She continues once she sees the confusion on my face. "Why took all the hassle to do them, when you could have done something more easier?"

"I told you. I love cooking, baking... And it wasn't a hassle, it was a pleasure to made them. It is one of those things that I took fondness of." I say a little melancholically.

"Why?" I look at her eyes, and I see that she knows that this is important to me. I sigh before answering her.

"Because my father taught me. It is his way to bond with his children. I know that for him it may be nothing special, but to me it is one of the best memories I have with him." I can see in her eyes that she's worried about me. My voice was sad as I said it. I don't have many memories with him, cooking, it's one of the few and the best I have.

"Your dad may be one of the best cookers in the world then. These waffles are to die." I laugh, damn she's right. He's one of the best in the multi-verse.

"Yeah, he is. He's the best." We continue eating comfortably with little talks about us. She asks about my siblings and I tell her that I live with my two little brothers, Mike and Jack. I have more, but that's a story for another day. We continue talking and talking even when we finish the waffles. I could be here for hours, talking with her. However, someone always has to break our moment. I groan as I hear my father calling.

"Excuse me for a moment. I have to pick this call." I say as I took my phone and going to the living room.

"What is it?"

"I have another job for you, Sam."

"Can other one do it? I'm busy right now."

"With what?"

I cringe at her question, what should I tell him? That I'm having a nice conversation with my, I hope, future girlfriend? I sigh before answering him.

"I am helping mom."

There's a silence for a few seconds, and I know that I fucked up. He knows that I'm lying.

"Why are you lying to me Sam?"

Shit, now what?

"Dad, I just don't want to help you this time. Just tell one of my siblings to take it. Please."

I hope that this fix it, I should have said that since the beginning. I slap myself in the face for not thinking about it sooner.

"Okay, with one condition. Why are you in Baltimore?"

Fuck, I hate my father. I know that he is my father and he's worried about me, but, fuck. Tracking me like that... I hate him.

"Because I met someone."

"In Baltimore!?" He yells at me.

"Yes, dad. In Baltimore." I deadpan. I'm tired, I want to be with her and for that I have to face my father. Even if that kills me.

"We need to talk, now! I'm waiting for you at home."

"Oh, so you're at home now, huh?"

"Sam! Don't you dare! You know that-!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'll see you in a while."

I sigh as I hang up my father and putting the phone back in my pocket as I run a hand through my hair. "Is everything okay?"

I turn around so quickly that I scare her. I didn't notice her. "Yeah, I just... I have to go home. Sorry." I tell her apologizing.

"I see." Says Alice sadly, I approach her and I raise my hand to her cheek. I can see the shock in her face. However, this may be the last time I see her, I need to, at least, tell her that I'm sorry and that it would kill me not seeing her again.

"Alice-"

"Don't." Alice says, interrupting me and backing up. "Don't you dare." She's mad, she knows what I'm trying to do.

"Alice-"

"Don't!" Alice says again interrupting me. I take a step forward and reach my hand again to her cheek.

"I'm sorry." I tell her seriously, she doesn't interrupt me again, which I'm thankful. But, I see the sadness in her eyes. "My father doesn't..." I sigh as I close my eyes trying to compose myself. I open them and I lock my eyes on her as I caress her cheek slowly with my thumb. "I need to talk with him, I don't know what will happen. However, if it goes well, I'll come here again, and I'll ask you something, something that I've been dying to ask you for a while." I tell her with a little smile on my face. She starts crying and I do my best to stop the tears, but I can't. I'm the one responsible for them, and the only thing I can do, it's to hug her and let the tears fall.