Kill Me with Love

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Jay’s POV

“Some children’s show reveal more you know that?” I say, forcing my lips into their signature smirk.

The dude who introduced himself as Kyle when he went along with Sade at my house laughs. “Definitely, that Dora girl needs a bigger shirt!”

Sade rolls her eyes, I can see the smile she’s trying to hold back.

The tension left the air, but Assjack is still looking at me as if I murdered his family. Seeing Sade’s brother might have scared me a little bit. I mean, seeing your little sister with a guy only in his boxers at her house can make you want to hurt him. Surprisingly, he actually shook my hand and introduced himself rather than colliding his fist with my face like his sister did before.

Looking at the unfinished cereal bowl next to mine saddens me. No, it’s not because her cereal is now soggy and has gone to waste, but because she has forgotten it. Why am I comparing myself with soggy cereal? The way she just left it there forgotten, like it doesn’t even have feelings. Well, cereals don’t have feelings, but I certainly do.

I would have told her what happened, but I felt too crushed. That moment meant something to me, it was the same feeling I’ve been longing since I lost her. She was the only girl that made me feel the excitement I had as a kid. The same feeling that made you stay awake the night before your school field trip because you we’re too excited or nervous. I had the same feeling every time I knew I was going to see her. It was the only thing I looked forward to the whole day. It saddens me she left.

Now, it’s this girl next to me, Sade. My heart felt like it was literally punched when she asked me why I was here. The night was perfect. I didn’t even get enough sleep, knowing after waking up I’d have to go. Thinking she’d remember in the morning gave me hope. What if I actually have a chance again? Well, that’s been answered. I don’t. She forgot what happened like how she forgot her soggy cereal. She was drunk out of her mind. It’s surprising she can actually hold a conversation well, and not look like she nearly drank a whole bottle of alcohol. 

Sitting in a kitchen with mostly guys I barely know in my underwear is getting uncomfortable. I bring my feet off the stool and upstairs to gather up my clothes. Hearing faint footsteps behind me, means someone is following close by. I swing the room door open. It remains its empty self with its white plain walls. During the night, I thought they were beautiful, but now they look so dull and boring. 

A hand places itself on my shoulder from behind. Turning around, I meet Sade’s golden honey eyes staring right back into mine. I stand frozen, not wanting her to move. The touch on my shoulder brings sparks on the spit of my stomach that I have missed so much. Her full lips parts, as if meaning to say something, but held back. Eyes drifting down my face makes us lost from reality.

Quickly, she snaps her gaze away from me as if looking too long hurt.

“Are you okay?” She eyes me up, looking if I was alright.

The question turns me back a little. She has no idea what happened and she asks me if I’m okay?

“Uh, yeah.” I clear my throat, ready for the explanation. “Listen, you were drunk out of your mind last night and you called me, so I came over.” Feeling like I should explain more about last night, but I didn’t. Nothing happened, I simply just came over. It’s no big deal.

Her expressions soften. Bringing her body close to me, she gives me a hug. I wasn’t expecting it, but I quickly hug back. Her vanilla scent fills my lungs and her touch under my arms can be enough to make me happy for a lifetime. Like all good things, she pulls away. Looking at me like she didn’t mean for that to happen, she composes herself. Straightening back her shirt, her eyes fills with an emotion mix of worry and happiness.