Maybe we tend to forget how someone loves us. Why they love us. And just the fact that simply love us just because they do. I think I didn't care much about Simon as much as I do now. I do care a lot of about him that's why I came back. I used to care much of him however when we grew older, we've met different people, had different paths of experiences, and changed.That's why I am here to let him know that I care and I'm going to show it to him. Just when I open their front door, I meet Kris on the way. She's holding a black plastic bag of garbage. Her forehead is dripping of sweat.She raises one eyebrow at me, “Era? What are you doing here? Simon's not home yet.” She lifts the plastic to her side.I help her with the door so she can step outside. “I know he's not here.” I tell her. She gives me a look of saddening. “Why don't you call him or text him? Tell him you wanna hang out or something. You know just to distract him from all those rebellion friends he has.” I almost laugh

“Hey,” I open the bedroom door of Kim's and insert my head in.She has one earphone on while writing something on a notebook. “Yeah?” She looks up, reaching to her phone, I'm assuming she's pausing the song, without letting go of my eyes.“I didn't know you're getting into writing now.” I open the door further wide and step in.She puts on a knowingly smile. “It's because you're always out partying.” She then rolls her out. Its a quick change of mood. I don't get girls nowadays. “Because I have more friends now than I did before.” I reason out which is I know she considers lame.“You were better off with one friend than twenty, Simon. Trust me.” She looks away and plays the song the again.“Whatever. Hey, I won't be back until lunch today. I will be having a picnic with Era in the beach.” “What?” She exlaims. “You and Era? Without me?” She presses her palms on her chest on a lame dramatic level. I hold the knob ready to close it. “Yes, without you 'cause you're annoying.”“Wait, wa

There's a knock on the door. I think someone just threw a rock on my window. What time is it? Did I fell asleep waiting for Simon to come back? Actually, I did. “Era?” I think that Kim's soft delicate voice repeats.It's hers. I immediately swat away the covers and push myself out of the bed, immediately. When I open the door, her face is filled with worry. “What's wrong? Is everything okay?”“Yeah. It's Simon. He's vomiting all around his room. He's calling you name. I don't know what to do. I don't want to wake up or your father but he's just out of my control. Can you...” “Of course, let me grab my phone.” I hurry dostairs alsmot stumbling on the steps. I don't feel really that worried as much as Kim, because I know he's drunk and this is just one of those moment where his venting out. But I hope not that worse. When we get to his bedroom, he's sitting on the floor with his vomit next to him. His eyes are closed and dreary. He looks gross and exhausted from tonight. He said h

The shop didn't close up early. In fact I just finished my shift. I take one final look outside to see if I could see him. I saw Simon's car drive by a few minutes ago but I couldn't see him outside. Although, I tried to see him but I just got busy with the customers. It pretty gets crazy during the end of my shift. During golden hours. It's always like that with workers, teenagers and couples. Sometimes I mostly serve to young women. I love watching them walk in from works, school or somewhere busy. It lead me to the idea of myself walking to the coffee shops like these with my laptop on my arms and then I would have my car keys clinging to one finger. I would look at the sun outside. I would smile at the server. Get my cup of coffee and sip it outside the sunny breezy day. It would be busy at the office but it would be fun. I always look forward to those dreams I'm still holding in my heart. Dreams that nobody knows but me. Hoping one day, I'll get there. In an office skirt, with

Green light turns to red. Red turns to every color I have known. The music blasting loud that I have to cover my ear with my hands to block them out. Thankfully, I found some cups, I assumed untouched, from the kitchen counter before I proceed my way to the back of the house where there is a round empty pool.I take the empty chair beside it and start drinking the cup with my legs settling on the small square table. It's water. I laugh over my stupidity. That's why it's not touched because it's water.It's quite more peaceful here. I wish we have a pool like this in our backyard so I could have more moments like these everytime I go home from work. I touch my gaze to the sky and the stars are like diamonds that no one could ever own. Nobody could own something that is just too far away, to something untouchable. The door pushes open, revealing Cooper. When I was talking to him earlier, he's funny and outgoing. He vibes in and then goes silent so quickly. When his eyes finds me, it's