Chapter 7: SorekA Chapter by Summer DaisyIt was the best night, he is sleeping next to me. I am sure he was awake for a long time but I drifted to sleep as soon as I lay in bed and pretty much forced him to hug me while I sleep. But then he could have left the room or slept on the couch if he wanted to after I slept but it is morning now and I am still in his embrace. He turns over crushing me with his weight but I kind of like it. His head is in the crook of my neck and he is breathing peacefully. Shall I wake him up? I will but not yet. I am enjoying this feeling. We are so close, so comfortable with each others’ body and for a teeny tiny moment I do want to believe that he loves me. I lift my arms from the pillow and hug him with all my love and my heart. This is where I belong, No, this is where he belongs. Right here with me and only me. I close my eyes and breathe his scent, so masculine and so sexy. Just then I sense my phone vibrating on the table. Oh no! Who is calling me? Why is anyone calling me? Cant this world leave me alone for just few more minutes to enjoy this . I dont want to wake him up but how do I slide from under him without waking him up. I try to move but in vain. He is so heavy. “Hey” No movement. S**t “Sir Sir ....umm hey Sir” No movement. “Sorek” I whisper in his ear He open his eyes and lifts his face. Oh he is astonished “Umm I need to get my phone its been ringing for a long time” He is just staring at me. I think he is still dreaming with eyes open “I need to get my phone and you need to get off me” I say pushing his chest “Stop. You called my name?” “Yeah so what’s the big deal” “call me by my name again” I sigh. “Sorek. Happy? Now let me go” He sits up and stays on the bed while I grab my phone and head to the balcony 15 missed calls. What? Did my building catch fire? I never get so many missed calls until.. Yeah my guess was right. It’s my sister. She keeps calling until I receive her call And there goes her call again “Yes what is it sis” “Sammy! Thankgod you are alive. Why weren’t you picking my call I was so worried” “I was sleeping! Who asked you to call me on a Sunday morning?” “Morning? Its afternoon! Check the time. What were you doing all night that you woke up so late? Are you sick?” “NO. I was working all night. I am expanding my business so I have lot of work. I know you called me for some reason now just get to the point” “Anniversary” “Oh mom dad’s anniversary. But it's not today. It's day after tomorrow” “Yes and I have planned something so you have to come. “ “Well I’ll try” “No way. You are coming else-“ “Can I bring someone with me?” “What? A date? When? I mean who?” “It’s not a date”, sigh, “I am holding somebody captive here and I cannot risk letting him stay here for a day all by himself” “Captive? Sis what are you doing!?” “He likes it too. I am not forcing just any random guy to live with me. He is my ex” “Are you talking about Sorek?” “How do you know? Who told you?” “He is the only ex you have” “No there are others too “ “There’s no one. There was no one. You have been out on dates but there wasn’t any relationship thing and anyway you didn’t even went on a date with the same guy twice!” “Okay. So can I bring him?” “Why are you asking me? It is not my anniversary and you can bring anyone you want though I am not sure about how our parents will react” she says laughing “Even I dont know that. Anyway I gotta go now. Bye” “Bye” and she hangs up I walk back to my room. He is still lying on the bed and looking out of the window “Why are you still in bed. It is afternoon. Get up” “No, you come back to bed” “Huh? You want to sleep more? We have been sleeping all through the night and morning” “I just want to lie next to you for some more time” I dont know what’s going on in his genius head but there’s no way I am going back to bed. I grab a towel and trudge into the bathroom I hear faint noises, not noise, it’s like somebody’s singing I turn the shower knob to hear clearly He is singing some song and I laugh. He is so adorable. © 2015 Summer Daisy |
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Added on December 19, 2015 Last Updated on December 19, 2015 AuthorSummer DaisyIndiaAboutAll my writings are inspired by one man. He ditched me and I directed my anger towards something constructive. I started writing poems for him when we were still together just to give him sweet surpri.. more..Writing
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