Deuce-ace Roommates

05: Bar

NINE YEARS AGO

The courtyard across the street was known as the second home of every kids in my neighborhood.

Every weekends we spent the entire day along with older kids playing, while on weekdays we spent the remaining hours after school.

Daisy and I would climb the biggest tree among the plants and stay up there imagining what the other planets smells like and how big the stars are.

It was after school on a sunny Friday when I returned back home and found the cops surrounding the house next to ours. It's was the Esteban's.

Daisy was absent at school the whole day. Her family were having some trouble, my dad had said the other day. I fear that he was right, I begun to worry.

My parent hadn't come back from their day jobs yet, usually I would hang at Daisy's home since unlike mine, daisy's parents didn't choose work over their child. Her mom was always home and her dad often returns in time to show up in the dinning table every evening.

I drop the backpack my dad brought for me last night by the doormat; when my parent refuses to show up when I needed them, they always believe buying me luxurious stuffs would cover up.

I circles around my backyard and climb over the kitchen external window, supporting my foots until I could see Daisy's compound. I attempt sneaking in when the attention of the cops subsided.

Granted I succeeded, With stealthy footsteps I make my way inside the Esteban's house through the back door pet flap. Just like every time I wanted sneaking in, I was slender and inches shorter than Daisy's even though I was a month older.

The place smells like mrs Esteban's fresh homemade snacks, some particular lemon detergent only the Esteban uses, a hint of Daisy's hair strawberry shampoo and garden flowers.

The house was quiet even more than any night, the hair on my body rises and my pulse begin racing.

However, I have to see her, I have to be here for her. Her family were going through the hardest days, I had nothing to provide but my friendship, my availability. So I'm determined to make her smile, to play with her until she isn't scared anymore.

I searches every room in the big house, every nook and cranny we've played high and seek, every cornered we took racing after one another. Every curtains we've wrapped around our bodies, taking safety when playing attacks games. But Daisy wasn't there nor was her parent.

For minutes I stood in the middle of the hall with slumped shoulder and downcast head, hoping where ever she went she's finding solace as I intended to offered her.

"What are you doing here kid?" The stern tone started me, I almost lose balance when I spin around to find an officer with furrows eyes.

"I-I." I stammer.

"Where do you stay?" He curiously question.

"Where Daisy?" I shoot back.

"Come let's get you to your parent." His big warm fingers circles my upper-arm and pull my resistant body out of the house.

"Who's kid?" Some officer with the deepest blue eyes and a scar by his temple queried the man holding me in place.

"I found him in the house."

The second officer saunters over and lowered his height until his facing me directly.

"Hey, I'm Tom. What's your name kid?" He attempt to smile but all I could see was a monster.

He was scaring Daisy I couldn't find her , he had his men take over the house that was meant for a girl and her parent. I am angry at them all.

"Where's Daisy?" I asked again, this time seething.

"Your friend had move out. But I'm sure she would contact you soon."

"You're lying!" I yell in his face and waggle out the loosen hold.

I heard voices calling behind me, ordering to stop me.

Nothing stopped me, I run endlessly. I refused to believe any of the cops words.

They're liars, monsters, whom had been scaring Daisy for a while now.

Daisy would never leave... right?

PRESENT DAY

The warmth of her naked body blanket me as soon as I climb into bed in my joggers and plain white t-shirt. I'd be excited for the surprise, I should be. But I wasn't.

I hadn't utter a word since those two I struggled out from the bitterness in throat. Among anything I hadn't imagine walking into my kitchen to find the selfish betrayer, whom lied to me.

I felt her soft lips nibbling my skin and I am disappointed with myself for I have no interest in any activity right now.

All that's consumed me is the girl down the hall. The young girl I had know whom turned into a woman, with slim legs and thick healthy long hair. Those piercing eyes that knew too much of me yet could deceive more than anything could.

The last time I saw Daisy she was only ten, far away from the developed beautiful young lady she has become.

I felt her small fingers trialing down my southern area and that's when I react. I shoot up from the bed and inhale sharply.

"What happen? What's wrong?" Concern covered her expression.

For a moment, my eyes hooded at the person whom saved me. The girl I believe made everything easy when I thought life would never cease hurting. Riley came, she stayed, she replaced some of my pains with her grace.

"Babe?" She asked again, much softly.

Immediately disappointment swallowed me entirely.

I shouldn't be doing this to her. I love Riley, I should worry about the beautiful b***h whose returned back to my life so she could mess it.

I have Riley, I should be grateful.

My lips curl up into a smile when I lead over and capture her soft coral lips between mine.

Fresh snacks. Lemon detergent. Strawberry shampoo. Garden flower.

Go away!

I am with Riley, my first girlfriend for over three years, I should be thinking only about her.

I've always wanted to be with her, move in with her, live a life that she had always dreamed about. I promised her that. I owe it to her to ask her happy.

Riley was a miracle whom fixed my broken pieces.

"Kay?" The softness tone of her appealing voice, she hasn't say much but I wish she did.

No Riley!

I deepen the kiss and hover over my giggling girlfriend.

But all I could hear and visualize was my name rolling out of the girl down down the hall, cupid full smooth lips. The way she presses the plump lips into a thin line, revealing the deepness of her dimples. Those I had to clenched my fists to resist the urge of running my fingers inside.

Without thinking, I pull back and climb off the bed. I can't do this. Not with her over my roof. "I need a minute."

"What?" Breathier, Riley questioned.

With thumbing heart, I grab a zipper sweatshirt and head to the door.

"I just need a run to clear my head, I would be back soon." I assure the confused girl staring back at me.

"KC? Is everything okay?" Her low voice stopped me from taking further step.

"Yes, please have some rest."

"Hello pretty boy."

"Get me something strong."

"I think you should slow down boy."

"Call me boy one more time and you would condemned ever working for a bar. Now get me something strong, unless you're calling the cops on me which would be lot more interesting with the fact that mostly everyone around here is underage."

"Okay."

I heard some girl asking the man "what's wrong?" Before he disappeared into t

My orders kept coming turns after turns for the rest of the night, hell the whole morning,

All I wanted is to get rid of the memories in my head. After three years of improving, Daisy had returned to drown me back into the agony she satisfyingly enjoy watching me dwell.

I can't go back to my home when it smells everything like her. Fresh snack. Lemon detergent. strawberry shampoo. Garden flowers.

She had successfully taken possession of everything I thought I had under control.

My head feels like exploding by the time I step out of the elevator. the house was too bright for my, I could hear the throb in my brain.

Just when I thought I had enough of torment, the source confronts me once again.

Oh yeah, I'm cursed to live under the same roof with her.

Daisy was seating in the couch with a black coffee mug in her shaking hand.

Her eyes cast a quick glance at me before she incline her head and drop her eyes on the marbled floor.

I wanted to scream in her face, to tell her go f**k herself, I wanted to reminded her how ungrateful she was, how much I hated her. How I want her out of my home.

But my body was telling me something different, even when the sound from the tv was tormenting mental state. I couldn't not stop myself from staring at her lips.

They were pale pink and smooth even without feeling them, the bottom one was plump and slightly wet. I watched them attentively as she bit the lower lip repeatedly, I watch her bring the black mug to her mouth, I stared at the upper thin cupid-like wrap around the surface of the mug while she sips her coffee. I wanted so badly to feel them against mine too. I want to taste what she felt like, just like I've always dreamed of.

That reminded me of good old days when they was always an promising smile pulling forth on those lips.

Those lips brought comfort on with every word she had spoken.

Until they decided to stay mute, with no reason they took her away from me.

"Where's Riley?" I growl.

"Sh-She went to look for..." She trails of.

"Me? Oh yes I remember not everyone's a snitch."

"I would help you lay down."

"Don't dare come close to me."

"You're drunk."

"I wouldn't be if you had stayed death, like you've been for eight years."

My eyes drop to her fingers anxiously tapping on her thighs. "Kay I..."

"Don't call me that, don't call me at all."

"I don't understand."

"Why would you? Whores never understood how to keep their legs close."

"Why should you despise me this much."

"You can't despise what's already death to you."

I hated I slapped her with those strong words but it's the only way I have relief, apart from the wound she had left for eight years, she still came around like nothing happened, sitting in my living room looking dangerously beautiful.

No!

She was supposed to be my friend, she was supposed to be mine but she left thousand miles away without even a goodbye.

I wound never forgive her for ruining what we had.