A Night To Remember

*The door opened and someone in a really nice leather jacket come in. His face is though and his body is well trained with some facial hair that makes him looks more adorable*

"Excuse me, where can i use phone near here?" He asked

"You can go to the corner of this street and find a mini market. The public phone is right in front of the store," I answered.

"Thank you, sir! Your coffee shop looks decent and i could come here next time i visit this area, " he said.

"Any time, you are welcome here. Thanks for the compliment," I answered

Then he left my coffee shop and heading to the direction i gave him earlier.

He seems new in this town, because i rarely see his face here, because it was a small town.

I forgot to asked his name. Well maybe he would visit my store next time, i wish.

I am Matthew, a 28 years old coffee store owner, I've been married once while I was 25, but seems my marriage does not works for me, i know that something wrong with me.

I like guys. Gay perhaps, but I'm not sure about it yet.

I life in a small town called Waterfront, named it because lots of small lake here and sometimes during summer, lots of birds fly around to my town and spend the time till the winter in their area is over.

As usual, after i close my store, i went back to my lake house, where i live alone.

When i lay down and try to sleep, a sound of a motorbike come over and getting closer to my place. I was look out on the window and i saw a man riding a motorbike come by and getting closer to my lake house.

He steps closer and knocked my door.

I came to the door and try to check whose the guy that knocked my door at this time. It was 10.30pm.

"Excuse me, I'm lost on my way back to the town. Could you help me show the nearest way to the town?" He asked from outside.

I seems recognize the face. Ah well, he's the guy that been asked about the public phone earlier.

"Yeah, you could cross over the bridge next to the 2nd lake from here. Did you stay around here?" I asked back.

"Oh well, thank you then. No, I'm from Georgia and try to visit my friend in this neighbourhood, but seems no one in his house. He lives near the end of this road." He said.

"Your are friend of Jake?" I asked back.

"Yeah, you know him? Do you know where he goes? " He asked me with enthusiast.

"I know him, but I might need to say sorry, he went to Birmingham two days ago and i am not sure when he'll be back, " I replied.

He seems a bid sad, "Well i came around this far to send him a message from his elder brother. Do you know if there is any motel near by?"

"Well, it takes an hour from here. But if you're okay, you could sleep over here, and sleep in the couch if you don't mind, " I offer.

"Well, thanks man. I'll accept it." He answered.

"Please come in!"

"Your house seems nice. You lived here alone?"

"Yeah, i live alone here. But sorry, i only have one room in this house. That's why i can not offer you to stay in another room."