She Remembers

2 - Late Night Talks

You woke me up and laid your head on my lap. But you didn't slept. We casually had our first late night talk - you laying your head on my lap and me caressing your hair. I got to know your story that you never said to anybody and you also got to know the complicated situation I was at.
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I heaved a sigh. This is what I hate the most when it's still a Monday night knowing there's work tomorrow. I can't sleep. I have insomia and I hate it more especially when my thoughts are wandering again to someone whom I shouldn't be thinking of. Ugh! This is crazy. I'm really crazy! Damn it!

I got off the bed and went straight to the kitchen. I grabbed my mug and was taken aback when I saw that familiar mug.

Why is this thing still here?

I grabbed that mug and hid it on the toppest corner of the cabinet. I know, I look pathetic.

I opt to make myself milk so I can finally sleep but then I found myself making coffee like it's the natural thing for me to do. Ugh! What the hell is wrong with me!

I brought the coffee with me and settled on the couch and my thoughts came wandering again.

"Hey! We'll buy some bread and you prepare coffee while waiting. Be right back asap!" He said with a wink. Ha! This jerk!?

This jerk is really weird. It's freaking 11 p.m. and here he was, asking me to make coffee and what? He's gonna buy bread? Oh c'mmon. This is a breakfast thing in case he didn't know.

Baaaaam! I freaked out and beat the jerk for startling me! The hot coffee spilled on my hand, this dimwit!

"Hey, give me your hand!" he said.

"Don't want to!"

"Aish! Don't be too hard headed" he said and grab my hand. He looked at it and sighed. He get some toothpaste and applied it to the small burn.

"Sorry" he said as he finished treating it.

Then my brother barge in.

"Where's my coffee?" My jerk of a brother asked. I pointed the coffees and he grabbed his at once.

"Jeez! Shan how could not told me it's still hot!?" He spat at me and I just looked at him with a bored expression.

"Eh? How about my coffee?" asked the jerk beside me. I pointed the other one to him.

"Where's yours then?" he asked.

"I don't wanna be jerks like you whose having coffee at this hour." I said and ready to leave the two of them but he made me sitdown again by grabbing my hand.

"Let's just share. I can't finish this by myself you know and you eat!" He said as he forced the whole bread on my mouth. Gross!

"Aish! This lovers? Ugh. Have mercy on me please" said my jerk of a brother. I just threw him the bread I'm munching.

"Don't say bad words!" i said.

I was about to take another sip on my coffee but it's already empty. Guess I was drowned in too much thoughts again.

I looked at the wall clock and it says thirty minutes past two in the morning. I sighed. I grabbed the mug and placed it on the sink, wash my hands and get to bed.

There I found myself asleep. It wasn't the grandest sleep but I felt peace.