sprite

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09:33 p.m

I stare at the table filled with so many meals, shockingly.

"How could you even make those things? I only had eggs in my fridge," I tell Aiko, slightly feeling happy that I am actually eating home-made meals.

Grayson used to make all the cooking.

Aiko smiles proudly. "Well, I guess I am just talented and kind enough to make some shopping for you."

Mia comes to the kitchen with bags in her hands, putting them on the table.

"So here we have wine, beer, coke and of course.. vodka!"

Leo cheers and claps on his seat, making everyone giggle except me.

"I don't drink any of those things."

"Why dude, you have never been drunk. Don't you want to get some dizzy and let the world spin around like there is an earthquake inside your brain?"

"That was fucking poetic Leo."

"What the fuck is earthquake?"

"What do you mean 'what is earthquake'? Who the hell was your geography teacher?"

"Is that even a topic of geography?"

Everyone starts to talk shit and eat, chatting, laughing and having fun.

Except me of course. I feel quilty even when I smile.
It does not feel okay when I am laughing without him.

I wonder what he is doing right now.

Not in real life, he is dead.

I am sure only his bones are existing under the soil.

What is he doing every time I wake up?

Does he wait for me to come back?

Does he even aware of the situation?

What is he doing? What is he thinking?

I suddenly find myself in heat, imagining his tanned body laying on the sand. Drinking sprite, his beautiful face that gets so close to me..

Waves, birds singing, warm wind, hot sand and burning sun.

The strawberry gum scent fills my nostrils, salty water taste on my tongue.

"Please don't ask me why,
Just kiss me this time"

My body tenses up as his voice fills my head.

That voice, telling me those things, is very clear. But I just can't remember when and how he said it to me.

I wonder, wonder, wonder.

I wonder..
What am I going through?

And is it normal that I really want a Sprite now?

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