- My Head H

k, I hear the sound of someone groaning in pain. My eyes widen immediately before sitting up to find Joanne laying flat on the ground

rns to glare at me, clutching the

her eyes. If I'm being hundred percent honest, I'd say Joanne looks like a panda minus the fat in her body. Then again, that's the Joanne I know, the

tting me push it off the gr

s of juice. My eyes wander down to the sight of his abs before looking back up at him; seeing his hair going in different directions a

away, ''Good riddanc

elf, ''Don't play that card. You smell fuckin

on my shoulder while the other continues to hold onto the glass of juice, bringing it closer to his lips. It feels like something happened last night but my mind won't cooperate to refresh thos

re pissing me off and my head hurts, d

iately grab the glass away from his grasps before drinking it empty, causing Seth's eyes to pierce into my own. ''What? Wha

t of his eyes focusing into my own reminds me of a certain moment where it all happened after we shared something, was it drinks? Was it food? It sure does feel

nding up to walk straight ahead towards the kitchen, leaving me laughing on the couch. ''You know, Mir

you, I don't remember.'' I sh

t the wall while we both stare at each other, dumbfounded. It's pretty sure that none of us could've drove home last night b

my hands. ''We must'

makes sense.

h and I are, with the sheets still wrapped around her. ''So, did one of us

ou always have things to say in

water. ''Last night was pretty sick. Other than the fact that, I can't even remember

ake three days for it to get out

lf. Then, Seth appears out of nowhere, blocking my view with his blue eyes but suddenly being replaced with the familiar brown eyes again. It's like my memo

s my bedroom, passing both Joann

ve their eyes wide as they turn to glance at each other while I throw my hands up in the air, feeling hopeless. Some

sex was five months ag

th Greg,

eid

t of them. A lot of clothes that I have bought in the past to my liking but whenever I want to go somewhere for a certain event or run some errands, I'd look at them and th

eeing both of them nodding their heads. ''Incase you two have forgotten, I don

tuition this semester, '' Joan

bed beside Seth. ''Now, can you guys please leave? I need to take a shower, '' Both of them make their ways out of my room and I take i

t has got to be fixed before Seth moves in. So, it doesn't take me long to hop into the shower after I've brushed my teeth and cleansed my face—enjoying the warm water running down my body. I don't understand h

and relax under the water with

tanding naked with only a towel wrapped aroun

s on glancing down at my body before slowly pushing me to the side after taking his towel off. ''No, Seth. What the hell are you doing in here? I'm taking a shower! I'm taking a sh

t seen anything, '' He replies, le

we've had explored m

y near the wall. It's as if I'm pushing my body into the wall rather than leaning against it with Seth's back bumping into mine constan

s I catch the sight of his lower part, I immediately groan before looking away

o share, '' He turns around and I swear to god, I manage to slightly feel his unwanted par

Seth, no way. You can

n't worry about it.'' He chuckles, the sound of his chest vibrating makes me lean

having to share a shower with you every single fuc

n this situation if you

laming me? The

is broken, '' He leans towards me before grabbing my cleanser, causing both of my eyes to widen as soon as I s

be using anyo

I hear him turning off the shower, I turn to find him wr

chuckling, somehow makes my heart boil but not, at the same time. The sight of him leaving the bathroom eases me and I

d want to cover, I walk out of my bedroom to find Seth sitting on the couch with his phone in hand—gazing up at me, ''Took you long enou

o you think y

ing you

Wh

ne interrupts as she continues to eat her food on the

now Seth's mum from the beginning of our friendship, it's kind of obvious how she cares a lot about Seth. Since Seth is her only child and all. Both of his parents had a h

r adoption. To think that if I'm into girls and my mum ever finds out about it, she'd run around the house chasing me with a crucifix.

Uber. It's fin

towards me now just beca

t shower t

her.'' He responds, causing Joanne

together in the car. I don't want to hear anything about it, '' She takes a bite of her bacon, clearly glancing at both

tment, putting on a pair of flats—hearing Seth following behind me but I pay no attention to

as I stop. ''Here's my car over here. All nice and ready for you to hop in—I'm only as

eel is somewhat more relaxed as he focuses down the road and for someone who seems to not be in a good mood, he's doing a pretty good job at hiding it. It's easy how I notice abo

'' He asks, break

alled her l

t's great. Glad

a shitty job at that. Every time I talk to her, I can't bring Ben up because it'd make her cry and it's awful b

ate waiting for something you know never going to happen. Ben's death was a shock and even though I'm not very close to him, I know how much he m

other of the year.'' I look

some time. She'l

ed and shocked. It was even harder for her. Can you believe it?'' Our eyes meet, ''For someone who truly believes in God, would end up doubting as soon as she lost s

lways believing in something but to have your hopes and dreams crushed, it'd hurt. I'm sorry that she's not there for you and I'm sorry that

ou know? I don't blame anyon

with hon

in life—you'd expect it to be better but it gets bad. My mum's hurting the most because she didn't expect the worst, she didn't have time to prepare herself and I don't blame her. She

ave to talk about

t's nothing and just like that, we've arr

' He asks, eyes wandering to look around the neighbo

opened. With every step I take, I prepare myself to meet Mrs. Jones—not because I'm terrified of her but because I can't stand th

onds, Mrs. Jones is already standi

e you?'' I a

rcle under my eyes just fine which causes me to shrug it off, knowing it was all because

respond is short and quick, not wanting to dr

ing me eye around the house—Mr and Mrs. Jones are fabulously rich. It's a shame to acknowledge that their son, Peter, a young boy at the age of twelve fell into

ile taking care of the kids at the same time is good. It's an easy job but the hospital pays off good money; good enough to

ur homework or whatever it is you kids do in college nowadays and if there's anything you want to report or say, just call me. The basics, yeah?'' She says, making me nod at every word—it's not my first

be here, M

eps out of the room, leaving me to look at Peter

to taking care of kids and babies, it's like a new thing inside of me. For some reason, there's always calm and peace when b