He's my love
1184 Words
"What is wrong with you?" He questions, an angry frown plastered on his face. He looks like he has only just seen a ghost. He steps backwards and watches me carefully as if I'm going to jump at him and kiss him again. "What do you think you are doing, kissing me like that?" He snaps at me, making me wince reflexively.
"I thought you were someone else." I say in a low voice, my eyes glued to the floor. He sighs and lifts my chin up so I can look at him.
"Are you crying?" He asks,in an unsure tone. My right hand quickly flies up to feel my cheeks on its own accord. True to his question, my cheeks are wet. I hurriedly rub the tears off with the back of my palm.
"Thanks for helping." I groan and start to walk away. The hotel isn't going to sanction me for breaking the door down. Smithtown hotel is one of the upcoming hotels in town and luckily for me, it belongs to my father.
"Hey!" My saviour calls behind me but I don't halt in my steps. Instead I quicken them and hurry out of his presence. I've never done something that embarrassing in my entire life and this is all thanks to Harvey. That evil son of a b***h. He's gotten into my head way more than should be normal.
"Anye you're..." The receptionist, Anny, downstairs calls to me with a sweet smile. But unlike usually, I don't pause to talk to her. I ignore her only after I catch a glimpse of worry in her eyes.
I step out of the hotel and decide to call a uber driver to take me home. Sniffing, I can already guess that my make up is ruined. I reach for my phone in my purse...where is my purse?
My heart starts to race with Usain Bolt and I gulp. It was with me before...I begin to trail my steps back. It must have dropped when he came to save me. That purse is literally my everything. Life without it is nothing but useless.
Not wasting time any further, I turn on my heels and run back into the hotel.
"Anye you're..." Anny starts to say again and of course, I ignore her. I run up the stairs, skipping the elevator. By the time I arrive at the bathroom, a few men are gathered in front of the little... Okay maybe not so little... Damages that I'd caused.
I push my way into the bathroom ignoring their questioning looks. I scan the bathroom to see if I'll catch sight of My gay saviour. Nothing.
My purse like him, is nowhere to be seen. He couldn't have left with my purse, could he? I let out a sigh of relief when I spot my phone on the floor. Of course I must have dropped it when I wanted to dial my father. I happily pick my phone up and hug it to my chest.
Skipping out of the bathroom before any further questions can be asked, I call a uber driver.
* * *
"Anye." My brother, Drey's voice rings in my ears as I lay on my back, on my bed, staring blankly at my ceiling, him behind my door from outside the room. I sniff and sigh for the tenth time in the last minute.
"Anye." He calls again, this time with a soft knock on the door. I roll over and put a pillow over my head, trying to shut the disturbing sound out.
Knowing Drey, he's not going to give up. He's going to keep calling for me until I decide to answer him. The knocks on the door increase and I groan before yelling.
"What do you want Drey, what?!" I don't wait for him to reply before getting off my lazy butt and heading to the door to unlock it. Drey opens the door after he hears the click of the door signaling it's unlocked.
Walking in, he grabs a water bottle that I always keep on there, off the little desk beside my door, where Harvey and I always do our homework after school. He takes a drink out of it, closes the cap and places it back before going to sit on my bed.
"You're refilling that." I say in an uninterested voice and sit beside him on the bed.
"We know about you and Harvey." He says carefully, trying best not to offend me.
Instantly, I bury my face in my palms and bite my lips hard to hold back the tears that are threatening to escape. That is, if there are any tears left to cry.
"How did you guess? He called all of you?" I ask him, already knowing the answer.
"No. He changed his relationship status to single and ready to mingle." Drey tells me and wraps one arm over my shoulder. He puts my arms down and buries my face in his chest.
Fiddling with my chocolate brown short hair, he starts to whisper sweetly in my ear. "There, there. It's okay. You're not the first couple to break up."
"But Drey, we'd been in this for four years long." I lift my head to look at him, my face soiled with tears. "Even if Harvey was to break up with me, don't I have the rights to know why?"
Drey returns my face to his chest and I start to sob even harder. He doesn't say anything but sighs over my head.
"I loved him Drey, more than anything." I say to him in a low voice, it's almost a whisper.
-"I know."
-"He was my first love."
-"I know."
-"He was my first kiss."
-"I know."
-"I'm going to kill myself!"
"I know...wait, what?" He pulls me from his comfort and holds me at arm's length. "Anye snap out of this stance! Harvey is probably out there enjoying himself with the company of some girls and here you are feeling devastated. Will you snap the heck out of it?!"
I don't say anything and my lips quiver. "I got trapped in dad's hotel bathroom today."
He raises an eyebrow automatically demanding an explanation. "Why were you there?"
"I was planning to have an overnight time with Harvey there tonight so I wanted to see if there was a reservation until I got his phone call, right outside the hotel." I tell him. My head spins around as the memories come back gently.
"It's over."
I let out a shriek, causing my twin brother to jump a little. I stand to my feet and head straight for my drawer, Drey trailing behind me.
Opening each compartment, I start to toss the items in them out. "You see this snow globe?" I raise the colourful snow globe with colourful pebbles around it and a couple dancing inside of it, to Drey's face.
"Harvey gave it to me on our first Christmas together." I say with a sarcastic laugh and toss it to the floor.
The piece shatters with a disturbing thud and Drey just stands there looking at me with desperate eyes.
I rummage through the drawer and grab a stack of letters, "All of these, lies! All pretense!" I wail and rip everything at once.
"Anye!" Drey yells the same time my phone starts to ring.
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