The Last Visit

The Nightmare

I woke up with a start the next morning. I felt dizzy. What was the dream? My heart suddenly skipped a beat. It was a nightmare. Arham! I quickly picked my cell phone. No new text message. I checked the time. It was half past twelve. I was late. I slowly got up and stripped my clothes off and went to the bathroom where I sit on the toilet seat to think. Why'd I dream about something so hidious? Maybe it's what's going on in my unconscious? The very thought of him leaving me made me shudder.
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"Mum, where's the breakfast?" I looked around the house but found no signs of any living person there. Must be out for work. I opened the fridge where I found nothing but yesterday's leftover frozen pasta. Ah! Now I have to make breakfast for myself. I slumped on the chair looking aimlessly at the vase in front of me. I was about to doze off again when the phone buzzed, making me jump violently. I quickly picked it up and checked the new text message I've recieved.
Arham: Hey beautiful. :*
I smiled widely. Finally he texted. The nightmare came into my mind again but I tried not to think of it. He is my life. How can one live without their life? It's insane.
Me: Hey! Where were you last night? I missed you. :(
Sometimes we sleep together. Not we haven't done sex yet. We sleep just for the sake of cuddling. No one at school believes that though.
Arham: I was busy with my friends. Sorry. Come to my place now. No one's home.
Oh! I felt so excited. We are neighbors so we meet occasionally. We know each other from the age of four. Our parents are best friends. We are best friends too and fell in love with each other at the age of fourteen. Our parents know all about it but still they scold us when we hug in public.
Me: Okay I'll be right there. ;)