What did I do? 3

They....they are..so..."

His voice slurred and I guess he is drunk.

His words coming out crooked and unorganized.

"Nothing"

He again said and this time he was going to grab the bottle to ease his pain when I stopped him.

Holding its top before he could, I held the bottle in my hands.

"Hey...man...that's... cheating...you can't...Lin..give..it.man..."

I moved my head in a no and a smile came on my lips.

I remember the last time something like this happened and my smile widened.

"It's enough... stop..or I'll drink it all"

As soon as he registered my words the smile dropped from his face.

His eyes held pain and I realized what I did.

He remembers.

I was repeating what I said and did that night at his rooftop.

Unintentionally and the pain of what we shared came pack with full thrust.