sonder

kilig

Chapter Eleven

Kilig

(n.) Butterflies in one's stomach

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I found myself not falling into a pit of despair the moment that my alarm clock went off. I had actually fallen asleep last night without a million thoughts consuming me, I think that Damian's presence had something to do with that.

His name, now however, caused a surge of worry in me. I hadn't really been thinking about how sex would complicate things between us but I also couldn't help myself from desperately wanting a repeat of last night.

My mom's footsteps interrupted my thoughts, reminding me that I was lucky that Damian hadn't spent the night. I don't think trying to explain my one night stand to my mom at breakfast was something that I needed today, or any day for that matter.

Sluggishly, I pulled myself from bed and grabbed my phone from the floor next to me where I had plugged it in last night. The screen instantly light up with messages, all from the group chat that I had forgotten about due to the radio silence of it since the summer began.

The group chat consisted of Lucy and Aspen, the only two people who I would genuinely consider to be my friends even though I still hid quite a bit of secrets from them as well. The three of us had grown up together, having attended all of elementary, middle, and now, almost high school together was really the driving force behind our friendship. We only grew close in the ninth grade though but have stuck together ever since.

I think had we been in any other high school, or town even, we wouldn't have been close; however, in a town consisting of thousands of people, the three artsy students were bound to be put together. I was the literary one of our group, Lucy was the musician, and Aspen was the artist. Our shared interest in the arts truly bond us together and I'd say we had grown to be pretty close, save for them never knowing about my dad's affair or having been to my house in five years.

Lucy had begun the text chain sometime last night whilst Damian had been over, my phone had been on silent. She was announcing that she was swearing off men, for good.

Aspen had been quick to reply, her concern and sincerity easily able to pick up on. She was just a decent person and no matter what, she was always the voice of reason.

Flynn turned out to be the root of all problems, Lucy's boyfriend; although, he may now be ex. Lucy left things at that before asking if we could meet at the cafe downtown this morning. I answered as soon as I had read through everything, I would be there and I was sorry that I missed the texts last night.

My mom greeted me with a warm smile as I approached her sitting at the table, coffee in her hand. Her smile always made me feel reassured, even when my mind was spinning a million miles a minute.

"Lucy, Aspen, and I are going to the cafe for breakfast, is that okay?" I ask, even though I know that today of all day's is perfect for this. My mom was off for the day, my siblings would be taken care of, and I didn't work until the afternoon, Flynn couldn't have picked a better day to break Lucy's heart.

My mom nodded as a chuckle escaped her lips. "Sure, just be home for dinner, okay? I want to talk to you about something tonight."

Her request added to the number of things running through my brain as I walked out of the house and to my friends. It was unusual of my mom to ask me to be home for dinner, she always knew that I was, but this time there was something specific she needed to talk about?

I couldn't even begin to think about what that was.

I then thought about what Flynn could have done to Lucy, this time. I knew that it must be bad considering the urgency in her texts last night and this morning when she thanked Aspen and I for having her back. Honestly, I knew from the beginning of their relationship that things weren't going to end well, Flynn was a notorious player and Lucy wore her heart on her sleeve. The last thing she needed was another reason for her to get down on herself.