Good point tho, I was so staring at him.Now, back to my now ugly face."Can you get me a, I don't know maybe a tissue paper or a hand kerchief, just get me anything." I demanded of Silas, my voice as light as a feather.He kept looking at me as if I've grown two heads which was starting to get irritating to be honest.Oh..."Please?" I decided to add when he kept staring at me."Urg fine!" He replied in a very light voice as he walked towards one of the many cupboards in the kitchen and pulled out an opened roll of tissue paper before handling it to me.Thankfully, he didn't return back to where he was before, instead he remained a few feet before me, hands cradling a bottle water from the fridge."Here." Silas muttered before thrusting the bottle water in my face, the cap unscrewed already.I grimaced

   The arm around my waist tighten, I felt like I was about to explode like an over blown balloon due to how hyper I was getting from just this small moment."Why did you stop walking?" Silas asked directly into my ears, the heat of his lips on my ear sent shivers down my spine."My, um ja- jacket, it's still in the kitchen." I mumbled out incoherently, spluttering around the first two words."Oh, wait here, I'll go get it." He replied quietly into my ear, his lips grazing the shell of my ear as he made to pull back, his fingers releasing my waist but not before brushing his fingers with mine.What, what?What just happened? Lord knows I wasn't expecting this to happen after all that took place in the kitchen.******"So, tomorrow? Can we still hang out tomorrow?" Silas inquired as

    Slamming the door of the slick black Ferrari shut, I unconsciously combed the frontals of my wigs to smoothen the wispy curls down and tucking the long ends behind my ears as I headed into the therapist building, my sneakers clad feet glided down the floor, up the stairs till I walked passed the door which I came to last week Thursday.I grudgingly walked towards the table where I was supposed to write my name down firstly as a patient before seeing any doctor.The middle aged woman sitting down behind the table cradling different files ranging from colours to size scattered on the left side of the table while the right side displayed different patients cards in three different colours."Aunty, Good morning, since you can't greet." The woman which I was already starting to hate spat out her lips as she not so stubbly glared at me.What's this woman's problem now?This is one

"Hiya!" I called cheerfully before waving at the open Mac before me."Fayyyyyyyyyy!!!" Amara dragged as she waved back at me with her two hands, her cheeks drawing high against her cheekbones to reveal her stunning smile."Oh my gosh, I've missed you so much, girl!" Exclaimed Amara as she pulled the net off her head, her long braids tumbling down her shoulders and waist, the colour of the braids mixed sexily, the tip of the braids, a bright pink colour, while the rest, a colour black."Me too." I replied before adding."I love your hair, it's so pretty and long." I gushed out before running my fingers over my still very neat cornrows, feeling slightly jealous of the hair.But then I remembered how I hate making my hair and how carrying that kind of braids can be stressful, so I shook the bubbling longing out of my head."Aw, thank you, it's actually longer." She replied as

"Wow, you called, I am blown away." Silas voice broke through the speaker on my phone a few seconds after he answered the call with me staying silent on the other end.He picked on the third ring, I was already almost calling the idea of giving him a call a bad idea when he picked.I still think it's a bad idea."I have a phone dummy, I can calk when I feel like." I snapped back in reply to his observing drawl."Sometimes, you act like you don't when you ignore perfectly good looking humans who were only calling to check up on you." He shot back.I puffed out a breath with an eye roll.Silas is such a baby."At least I'm the one doing the calling now, be happy." I reminded him as I stared wearily into the cup of hot steaming cocoa on the glassy transparent table before me while I sat by it with legs folded underneath me, the table reaching just below my br