Vetoed Intimacy

CH - I

//attached is gwen's picture. ref. Anne-Shopie Soldaini.

GWEN's..

Yow pippash. Omg I should have not called you that. Scratch that.. Lemme greet you again with nice words... Hi y'all.

Today was not a different day. I woke up at 4 to prepare my brother his breakfast and drive him to his school, returned back home, eat breakfast, sleep for a good 30 minutes and pretty much spend the remaining hours with my phone.

Yes y'all, that is my routine. I can hardly sleep enough because every night, I can't sleep. My eyes will wait for the clock to be 1 for it to close. I hate this eyes, my brain and literally my whole existense.

So today, I woke up at 3, usually, and already drove my brother to his school, leaving me in our house alone.

I live with my brother alone because my mom and dad are.. broken up. They have their own families today, forgetting us.. not totally though, they still give us allowances every week, both of them which is too much for us. That's where I bought our car, i had saved a few from the allowances they gave us.

Davin, my brother, is a 10 year old cutie who knows and understands everything. Even why mom and dad isn't here living with us. I love him so much and I wouldn't trade him for anything.

You might probably be asking how we pretty much lived in here when I am a 17 year old girl who knows nothing about anything. Yes, we were capable and I never experienced doing my own laundry, cooking for myself and for others, but you know in a year of living alone, I seemed to learn everything fast. Also, there is Lance, my guy best friend who always come here or whenever I leave home to go to school, he takes care of my brother. I am really thankful for him.

Today is.. Friday. Last day of weekdays and I was beyond excited. I have a class tomorrow but atleast I won't be waking up at 4 to prepare anything in a rush. I could wake up at 5 or 6. Thank you God.

I was in the midst of shoving a spoonful of cereal to my mouth when the doorbell rang multiple times as if the person ringing it was in a hurry.

I was shocked and accidentally threw my spoonful of cereal in the table. The doorbell continued to ring and I got panicked and rushed to the door. Who could this be?

I opened the door and saw Lance in the gate. I was kinda confused as to why he would ring the doorbell when he had keys, second of all, he look all sweaty.

I walked closer to him.

"You okay?" I asked him. He looked so sweaty and so tired. He is catching his breath.

"Uh huh. I need water." He replied, now he looks calm.

"You can just come inside and not ring the doorbell, you know it's irritating me." I said as I walked to my house, him following.

He rushed to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cold water, put it into a deep glass and drank like his life depended on it.

"Easy cowboy, you might drown." I said cringing at the sight.

After all the rituals, he made his way to sit beside me in the cough of our living room.

"Your water always tastes so good, how is that even possible when waters do not even have tastes?" He said while staring at the TV and stretched his arm to the part of the couch behind me.

"You're the only one who says that." I replied, my eyes glued on the TV as well as his. Our backs resting peacefully in the couch. God it feels so relaxing. I was resting my head in his shoulder.

"But it is true." He retorted.

I just hummed my response. "And you wanna tell me what the hell happened to you? You were jogging or what?" I asked.