Miserable Life
James got home exhausted as usual. He freshened up quickly. He went to the refrigerator to grab a drink.
He sat down lazily on the couch as he sipped his drink gradually. He painfully remembered when Theodore left him.The shock crumpled him into thousand pieces. After the funeral he went to his room and took her phone to recharge it.
He just wanted to hear her voice so badly.The way she would laugh whenever he makes a dead joke, saying she didn't laugh because it was funny, she was laughing because of the opposite. He missed the way she would tell him to wait for her to cook his favorite and how she would tell him to call her later because she was on her way home from the market, the way she would kiss his lips and claimed it will take the pout away whenever things doesn't go his way, how she played with his hair, twisting it in all directions with great pleasure.