A Bit Too Cliché

Chapter 3

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Dwayne pulled up by a quiet, residential area.

"Do you want to go inside"

"If it's alright by you" I said looking out his car window.

"Sure"

He got out his car and walked round to the passenger seat. He opened the door, took my hand and lead me towards the front door. We entered his house and the smell of sandal wood filled the air. He took me into the living room and sat me down on the sofa before leaving. I had never seen such a neat and organised place before. His house was uplifting and light, it reminded me of what my house was like when my mum was around. He walked back in with two glasses of coke and handed one to me as he sat on the sofa next to me.

"So what movie do you want to watch" he gestured picking up the remote control. "We have Now TV and that has a wide variety of movies".

"Well I don't mind watching anything, but I really want to watch My Sisters Keeper".

"Cool, I hope it ain't a soppy love story" he said smiling .

"No I promise" I said as I held out my pinky.

"Alright" he said linking his pinky with me.

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"That movie was was very moving " he said looking over at me

"Yeah it is" I said as I wiped my tears off my cheeks

"Are you alright hun?" He whispered as he came closer to me

Hearing those words, felt as if a tonne of bricks had fallen on me. I stared into his eyes and that's when the tears fell uncontrollably. He pulled me in closer so that my head rested on his chest and his arms cradled me. He didnt say anything. He didnt move. At first I was tensed but the more I realised that his actions were genuine my body became relaxed.

"What's wrong? And don't just tell me that the movie made you cry like that because I know different. Those tears are from someone who is hurting real b." He said holding my shoulders

"I'm just going through a real rough patch right now and it's all because I've turnt a blind eye to everything negative happening and it's  honestly taking a toll on me"

"Coming from my personal experience, I suggest that you face all your problems one at a time rather than running away from them. We are all human and it's fine to make mistakes, the important bit is to learn from them. Just know that I'm here if you need to talk or just for someone to listen. Do you understand khalisha?"

"Yes. I'm just trying to figure out who I am right now. I don't even know why I'm here, stressing you out with my problems. "

"Listen, I don't get stressed. my mother always said a problem shared, is a problem halved. So don't you ever keep things in and bottle them up."

"I understand, and I know I'll be alright."

How can he be a total stranger but yet it feels as if I've known you a lifetime. His voice so soothing and comforting.

"Right, I know for sure, that you must be hungry. So here's your options; my  Gordon Ramsay quality cooking or take away of your choice?"

"Hmm, I am not hungry"

"You still never answered my question"

"Alright, Alright don't be cheeky I said as I rolled my eyes. Can I just have some tea please?"

"Tea? Wow... Sure no problem. Milky or strong? bag in or out? Sugar? Two or three?" He said as if he'd rehearsed it

"Milky, out and two please" I said struggling to remember the order he had said it in