Drunk & Sober : IN LOVE

Chapter 12

We climbed up the stairs opening a little door which led us inside the small wooden house. There was a mattress laid on the floor.

As we walked inside, the wooden floor made a creaking sound which scared me a bit. Rebekah sat on the floor after opening the small windows which allowed the cool breeze to come inside.

She patted at the empty space next to her signalling me to sit down. I sat down uncomfortably rolling my hands over my wet hair.

"So tell me about your family", I asked her in attempt to start a conversation. She adjusted herself uneasily as if I had asked the wrong question.

"Umm... I don't have anyone in my family except my grandma", she said while picking at the stray skin on the side of her index finger. "I am so sorry Becca. Do you want to talk about what happened?", I said feeling real stupid to bring that frown on such a lovely face.

She passed me a small smile before continuing, "My mom and dad met each other when they were in high school senior year. My mom was head over heels for my dad and on the day of prom she proposed him in front of the entire school. He said a yes and her life was a fairy tale since then. They were happily married. But 7 years back she was diagnosed with breast cancer. Things changed after that. My dad started seeing someone else and when things started getting ugly between my dad and his mistress he used to come home drunk and beat my already sick mom. I wasn't there to witness all this because after my mom got sick she sent me to live with my grandmother who stays in London. My mother died 3 years ago and now my dad is married to his mistress", she said wiping the tears that continuously fell on her cheeks. I couldn't see her being so vulnerable at this moment and ended up hugging her tightly.

She wept against my chest. By now curiosity took the best of me.

"Do you know where your dad stays?", I again asked her while drawing circles with my thumb on her back in an attempt to relax her. "I don't care if he is dead or alive. He never attempted to know about my whereabouts since my mom died. He didn't even come to my mom's funeral for crying out loud. I hate him for being such a selfish prick", she said while grabbing the water bottle from the table.

"Hey, stop crying. Whatever happened, it's done", I said while wiping away the stray tear on her left cheek. "By the way how is this house so well maintained?", I said while noticing the clean row of water bottles and some packed food on the table.

"I have appointed someone who cleans it regularly. This is a wood house Rex. It needs to be taken care of if you don't want it to be attacked by bedbugs", she said while getting up from the floor and adjusting the hem of her tshirt. "Are you ready to leave? It is already 2:00 and we have school tomorrow", she said while tearing open one of the packaged food.

"Ahh... Yes. Let's go", I said although I didn't feel like going back to the dorms.

We reached campus by 2:30 and after dropping me off to my dorm room she left to go home. I smiled stupidly while thinking of the wonderful moments that I experienced with the most unexpected person.

I laid on my bed, my eyes wide open with not the slightest tinge of sleep in them. I rolled uncomfortably on my bed not able to sleep.

At last I took my phone and typed a message with my shaky fingers. I pressed the backspace thinking how clingy I would sound to her.

Just then my phone buzzed. It was a message from her.

I sat up on my bed excitedly.

The message read:

Thankyou for starting anew with whatever it is between us. I really had a nice time with you today. Meet you in class. And I miss you already. C ya! Xoxo!!
                                                             -Becs