Roomate ( under editing)

Episode 12

"Hey , you look beautiful , I stopped by the other day but I must've missed you".he said nonchalantly as if we were aquatinted or something

I let out a scoff " what part of I never want to speak to you a again did you not register", I said my arms crossed I can't believe I was even wasting my time entertaining this.

" all of it", he said jokingly I kept a straight face.he wasn't winning me over .

" can you come outside so we can talk". He suggested  I stood at the door way and cocked a brow.

" I would but I'm to busy being a nosey foreigner bitch ". I said

" listen about that I-"

" no you listen , I liked you I really did, and I did what I did because of that, I'm not too familiar with all the customs in Japan but you do not get to do what you did then waltz onto my property this late at night , argue with my roommate and make demands". I Said

" I know If you could just let me explain ". He said

" you have 10 seconds to say something that might actually redeem you in my eyes". I said

" my birthday it's just that it's the worst day of my life". He said

" why?"I said demanding an explanation

" I don't like talking about it". He said

"Listen man I'm trying to work with you but I just came from work so if your not gonna say anything worth saying you can go back from whence you came from". I said

He took a deep breath .

" fine ,just step outside I'll tell you everything ". He said

I shut the door behind me and stood in front of him. I crouched down and sat on the steps and I did the same taking the seat next to him.

" I'm an orphan , no mother ,no father, no siblings . For as long I could remember I never had anything even close to those things. Life at my orphanage was hard , you had to wake up at 4 am do your chores, scrub the floor take out the trash make your bunk bed. If you were the oldest in your room of boys you were responsible for waking them up and making sure they did all of their work as well. After school we'd come back to the orphanage and do more chores, then our homework dinner and sleep. Their was about 40 of us at that place. Just because we were all in the same boat dosn't mean we were understanding or kind to one another. Their was fighting , stealing, , bullying  of course the older kids were more powerful then us so they were more feared and respected.  The only thing that kept me going up until age nine was the idea that my mom would some day come for me , that this was all a misunderstanding that one day she'd come for me . Why else would she have give me this photo of her". He said reaching into his pocket , pulling out his wallet and revealing the photo

It was a lady laying on a hospital bed with a blanket over her , a little boy in her arms .

" of course I always voiced that she'd come for me to the other kids in my orphanage,  it made me feel like I wasn't like them , I wasn't some dumpster baby ,my mom gave me this to remind me that she'd one day come for me , that I did matter.  I would lay in my room , imagine us at the park, imagine her telling my she was proud of her son for doing well in school and that she'd take me out somewhere to celebrate my achievements. The other kids hated me for that, they thought I looked down on them , thought I was better then them. They told me I wasn't anything special . The only thing good about that raggedy orphanage was that they actually celebrated your birthday and each birthday I had the same wish to finally reunite with my mom. Then the day after my 9th birthday I got into a fight with one of the older boys , he was 12 , 13 maybe he said my mother was probably a hooker that didn't know who my father was, probably couldn't afford an abortion so gave me away.  After that fight the elders at the orphanage decided to burst my bubble they couldn't let my mad rantings about my mother continue so they told me the truth.  I was a twin,  my mom died shortly after giving birth to me and my twin brother died because I was giving complications at birth and was taking too long to come out of the womb . There wasn't enough air flowing for the both of us and by the time doctors had decided to cut her up , it had been to late the photo was taken moments before her death.

I stopped celebrating my birthday after that, it wasn't a birthday it was the day I killed my brother and my mom. I hated myself, I was the reason I was at the orphanage . I never bothered to look for my father , I mean who could blame him if he didn't want to raise me ,I killed his women , and his other child . I know your intentions were pure jacklyn it's just when I saw that cake I just thought of everything, my life just flashed before my eyes  I shouldn't have called you out of your name , I like you and that's the truth , all of this is the truth if you wish to never speak to me again then I'll make sure you never do". He said 

I felt a pain in my chest, it was guilt , he told me he didn't want a birthday and I didn't listen to him. A part of me knew that was wrong but this wasn't his fault . I just wish I had none , all that he's been through for him to still be so positive and sweet all the time

" I'm sorry , I shouldn't have have thrown you a party this was all my fault, you've been nothing but nice to me since we've met I should've just respected your wishes and understood please forgive me". I said

" no , I was wrong you shouldn't apologize, you didn't know, I shouldn't have called you out of your name , you went out of your way to make me happy , so that I'd feel cared for , we aren't even together, that's why I knew I had to make things right with you No ones ever done something like that for me , no ones ever cared ,but you did, I see myself with you, I smile when we're together and being around you I feel warm. I like you and when you said whatever we had it's done it's all I thought about." He admitted i smiled he was always so honest, he always said what was on his mind things that most people wouldn't confess out-loud.

" I guess we're sorry". I said smiling