SIX

As I reached home, I lay down on the couch in the living room. Staring at the ceiling remembering every detail that had happen in this day.

"God. I thought this day will be one of the best dates I ever had! Turned out crap" I said out loud.

"Well there's this Mr. Trip Over I encountered, somehow made my mood lighten up" giggling, then sighed deeply "How I forgot to ask his name. Not that we'll be seeing each other though."

*Ring. Ring. Ring.*

*Mum*

I lazily grabbed my phone but after seeing who's calling I hyped up

"Hello?"

"Mum! Hi"

"How you've been sweety? You doing fine there? Do you eat on time?"

"Easy mum. You're asking too much at a time. Haha! Of course I am doing fine here and also I've been eating meals, too. How about you guys there? Is dad doing any better?"

"That's good to hear! We are doing just fine here. About your dad, as usual, too focused on work but he says he misses you so much! And want you to live with us here"

"Aw! How sweet of you. Tell dad I wanna be independent and above all I love this house of ours. I will visit you guys there soon. Love you both!"

"We love you too sweet heart. Take care"

"Yea. You too"

As the call ended, I feel so heavy. After all these years since my parents migrated to a place in Derby, I never felt that this house is too big for me alone.

More or less right now I feel so empty, looking at this dark house as if exposing the sadness I am feeling.

Gosh! I should be bathing now and do the thinking later.

After 30 minutes taking the shower I finally decided to head towards the bed - not even drying my hair, only with my shirt and panties on. I lay faced down and fell asleep.

I woke up due to hunger.

As I opened my eyes my stomach grumbled so loud as if shouting "I'm hungry you human! Feed me!" that is how I interpreted it.

Anyways, I went downstairs and head towards the kitchen.

"Been so long since I last cooked something" I said as I open the fridge and get some meat to cook.

While cooking I remembered Nicole and how irritated she was towards me earlier. I didn't really mind it at that time, but now that I think about it she started acting pissed for weeks now whenever I cling onto her or act somehow sweet.

She used to love it and now its a bit frustating to think about.

"Yea right! She's been busy with her phone and smiling while texting before I approached her" frowning as I mince the ingredients harshly.

This doesn't make sense. If she have boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever else, she should break up with me.

I really hate beiing toyed at.

"God please let this be some sort of misunderstanding. My heart can't keep up if something like betrayal occurs again" I mumbled.

After eating, I decided to dress up differently as I go to the bar tonight.

Nothing's wrong if I try to doll up sometimes though? Even it is somehow against my principles as someone manly.

"Manly? Exactly where? Look at those curves!" I contradicted myself.

Looking sharply at the mirror with my ***** body, I decided to wear some of the clothes my mum bought me and never wore.

I picked up the black leather short skirt and decided to pair it with my sexy black bralette.

Wore one of my combat-like boots, braided black bracelets and my chain-like choker.

As for my hair, since it's quite long, I tied it up just to give a clearer view of my face.