15 15: Late night phone calls

My feet made crunching noises on the ground as I walked back home after work.

It still rained so I walked under the shelter of my umbrella just enjoying the chilly air.

My mind was on a mission. And the mission was to stop all negative thoughts from possessing it. Their rampantness had become very tiring and.... scary.

I just wanted to enjoy the rain drops.

Its working so far if I did't include the minor zone outs.

College...

I gulped and walked faster.

Its ok..

Its just fucking college, who cares about IT anyways.

You care about it.

You've cared about it your entire life...

I walked faster.

Shut up! Mind.

You shut up... Rose you need to fight for what you love.

I love Dad and I need to fight for him.

That guy left you to deal with a bunch of goons alone! He does not love you the way you love him...

And I crashed back to reality.

I wish I could talk to Tristan. I had gotten used to his crooked half smiles and lazy eyes.

But I promised Dad that I won't.

Eventhough its sickens me...

Holding the umbrella tighter I sprinted for my house.

The door rattled from the hinges making a squeaky noise, I srunched my eyebrows and opened it further to let myself in.

The house was cold and I spotted Dad passed out in his bed ... there was the slight smell of alcohol which meant he had a few drinks before sleep came over.

Maybe he was trying...

I climbed up the stairs to my room and shut the door.

Sigh...

Home at last.

I let my bag fall to the ground and rubbed my eyes walking to the toilet to take a hot shower.

I stripped out of my clothes and got under the pouring water. It was pure bliss after a hard day at work.

I took the soap from the soap handle and lathered it all over my body and then cleaned my hair with shampoo. It felt good to be covered in soap and shampoo after being covered in grit.

Coming out of the shower in my worn but comfy pajamas, I laid on the bed.

A tingly tired feeling rushed through my body and I let it engulf me and finally my spine sunk to the bed with a sigh.

My phone was next to me on the bed and I took to surf through Instagram for a while.

I should probably be studying but I didn't have the mood for it today...

There was a picture of Tristan unsmiling at Inferno with his arms around Ruby.

He looked.... dangerous and captivating...just like how Tristan was.

Little by little I felt myself giving in to sleep and then out of nowhere I jumped back to consciousness. Sometimes this happens, I would feel myself going to sleep and the falling sensation would become so overpowering that I jump right out of it.

By midnight the sheets had all been crumbled since I rolled all around it in my mad heist to sleep.

I grumbled and the phone next to me rang.

It was Tristan..

Why was he calling me at this time?

I let the call finish itself hoping that it would make him think I'm asleep.

The phone rang again.

I laid rod straight on the bed and let it finish one more.

I let out a breath when it finally stopped ringing after an eternity.

I fisted my hands and curled into a ball and just like that somewhere around this time I felt my eyes closing and I drifted off to a deep slumber.

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To cherish a friendship...

To bleed and loose it...

Tristan stood on the other side of the lake.

Unmoving.

I stood opposite, watching in my flowy red dress, the slight breeze making it a fiery mess around my knees... he was in a black shirt.

The wind created ripples on the water surface etching a thousand stories into its canvas but none stays..

Just like life.. so fragile.

His eyes started getting filled with tears and my breathing stopped.

A tear rolled down his eyes and I just stared... my own vision blurring with unshed tears.

There was so much pain that connected us...deep inside what happens is what he knows best about me and I understood every nook and corner of that soul...his.

The phone rang and I woke up with a startle, searching all around the bed to find it I snatched it and recieved the call.

"Hello", breathed me.

"Hi"

Silence...

"I couldn't sleep", came a voice from the other side of the phone.

"Me too", my voice turning raspy and breathless in the dead of the night.

"Why didn't you pick up the phone?"

"I was sleeping"

"No you weren't", came his reply.... more like a statement.

I laid back down on the bed with a thump, my hair spreading all over the pillow.

"I just didn't want to talk to anyone..."

"Hmm.... What were you doing"

Didn't he want to know why I didn't want to talk to him.

I gulped,"Yeah well I just woke up from a dream"

There was silence.

"What was the dream"

I let out breath," I saw you..."

There was a rumble from the other side like a smile.

"What did you dream about?"

"It's ...not important", I shrugged to no one in particular.

"Well there was me in it so I want to know"

I didn't reply.

"Why did you ignore me today?", I felt something from his words.

"I couldn't..."

"Why? I thought we were friends", there was emotion in his voice.

"Can we talk about something else"

He sighed,"Fine but I'm not letting it go...How was your day?"

I smiled," It was ok Tristan"

The ceiling above was a dark abyss and I stared into it strangely feeling comforted.

"Whats that one thing that you did today that you liked the most?", I asked him. This is a weird question... but I was strangely comfortable on the bed asking him weird questions.

"I saw the sunrise ...and I liked it"

"Hmm...", I rolled onto my side, the phone cradled between my head and the pillow.

"What's one thing you hated doing today",he asked me.

I thought about it for a moment,"Dishes... I had to do the dishes at work today and I hate doing the dishes", I felt my spirits lowering just thinking about it.

"I hate doing the dishes too...you want to know someone I was teriffied of when I was a kid"

"Yeah"

"Giraffes"

"What?", I chuckled and he chuckled with me.

"I hated them.. ewee like why did they have such long necks?"

I laughed," Giraffes are cute Tris"

"No, they're not they're disgusting"

And just like that the night sped away in a jumble of laughter and tease.

Author's note

Who is someone you cannot live without?

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