Roxy

chapter 34: a day with James

1 week later....

I waited till everyone was asleep before going to my room and changing into some training clothes. I went straight to the gym and trained all night.

This has become my daily routine. I don't take my one hour naps anymore after the dream I had a week ago. I can't believe I am admitting this but yes.

I am afraid of my own dreams.

It might sound crazy to you, but I am scared of sleeping. I avoid sleep like it's a deadly disease. Most people enjoy sleeping but I hate it.

I felt a weird all of a sudden. My body stopped and my head started pounding. But the weird thing is as soon as it came, it was gone.

Weird.

After spending the whole night training I went back to my room. I took a long relaxing shower. Once I was done, I changed into a black tank top and some shorts.

I don't know why I feel like I'm forgetting something......

I laid on my bed staring at the little chandelier above my bed. Is it just me or is that chandelier moving.

Weird.

I heard a knock on my door and sighed." Come in."

The door opened revealing James. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him around for quite a long time. His hardly near me.

Like I said before. Weird.

"Hey." He waved at me.

"What do you want?" I ask going straight to the point. He looked sad but he tried masking it. Doesn't he know no one can mask anything from me?

"I-I just missed you." He said and I sat up quickly.

"What?"

"I-I-" the pounding in my head returned. And James was certainly not helping. I hate it when people stutter. And he is annoying me right now.

"What is wrong with you? You know I hate it when people stutter. Speak." I said trying my best to ignore the pounding in my head.

"Do you have plans today?"

"No." I don't get why he's asking this. And why does my brain feel like it's about to fucking explode!

"You wanna go out with me?" He says nervously. I snap my head up to look at him. He was sweating.

A lot.

Ew.

"No." I answer flatly.

"O-okay." He turns around to leave, but he looks at something outside my door. I move a bit to know what he was looking at. I saw someone's hand motioning for him to turn around.

The hell....?

James turns around and gulps."I-" he was about to say but I cut him off.

"You are so embarrassing. What is wrong with you! You're supposed to be tough! Be this family's freaking guardian! Now look at you! Your a stuttering mess! If you're not going to say anything then get out of my room!" I snap. The pounding in my head increases and I groan in pain. I place my fingers on my temples.

"Are you okay?" James asks and I look back at him. Why isn't he offended by what I said? Instead he looks..... Concerned?

"My head..." I mutter.

"Oh shit! Sorry! I'll go get you some pain killers. I'll be right back." He says and dashes out of the room.

Sometimes I really forget that he's 31. He doesn't even look like it. He looks the same as the day we came to Singapore. I honestly can't believe it's been five years....