°• I miss you so bad •°

I went to my desk that have been covered with dust and piles of crumbled papers and plastic wrappers.

Scrolling across my shelves I took my literature textbook. I don't study literature but it's a subject I ace in school. Thanks to my primary school english teachers, that I have developed my love for literature.

The giant Chemistry textbook stood idle and thick right next to my literature textbook and fears me more now. Till middle school I have been able to keep my science grades average. My bio grades are up to A and it's only the science subject I love to study unlike phy and che.

At high school I chose to study science stream further rather than Arts which I could actually ace and get a good degree later.

Having a fact in our society that science students being praised and respected with such reputations I too fell in that trick.

But I don't resent anyone or myself now or later. Dropping out Math was the happiest moment of my life. I sincerely hate Math. The numbers and formulas just gives me goosebump shits!

So I am a science student taking Bio as my major subject but there is physics and chemistry dragging my ranks down to hell and from my dreams of becoming a Doctor.

A cardiologist!

My mom was a cardic patient who lived her life till at the age of 32 left me alone with my one and only dad. I was just fourteen and the day I lost her I felt the pain in my heart like hell!

The pain that I am suffering comparing to her is vagueness.

I decided to study very hard the day forth, ace every subject and one day become a cardiologist that could save millions of beating hearts.

My mother did wanted me to be a Doctor too. She use to get cardic attacks at times and I would panic myself and when she sleeps unconscious in the bed I would cry myself to wake her up.

"Hey sweetie, don't worry momma is always there for you"

Always there for me? Well when did you really was there for me?In school? At home? She would be there in the hospital bed lying.

When she left me she left me her pendent, silver plated chain with a heart shaped diamond gem.

A thing I call as my lucky pendent and it helps me to remember her and our promises.

The only person who was there with me the whole time, bearing the same bruises deep inside was my dad.

My dad, he works away from the city to a very old town and supports my rents after I graduated from the middle school of that very old town.

My life? It's not a happy life I rather say but i am contented with myself and can hold myself to stand still.

I heard the windows shut.

I am back to reality from such a devastating past of mine. I miss them both terribly that my eyes become bleary.

Footsteps approached me closer.

I wiped my eyes and acted normal as I turned my back towards the shadow.

"Waoh so you are really studying hard!"

He teases me sarcastically after he saw my eyes being bit swollen. I can see his steps closer trying to convince or consol me. My heart beats quite fast and fears runs in my veins.

"Not easy as you say, if you don't mind I need a private space to study right now "

I heard the door shut behind and I started to lay myself on the desk playing with the pen and the paper.

Not in a mood to study!

It was almost midnight when I realized that I have fallen asleep and completely forgot about B.I!

Scuttled myself to the living room I saw him lying on the sofa, Asleep.

I wanted to wake him up and ask him to use the spare room which actually belonged to my roommate before. She left this room as she transferred to a another school.

My best friend and my one and only buddy mina aka minny, her nickname that we picked to address. She calls me, daisy btw.

We studied and graduated from that same middle school of that old town from kindergartners to middle scholars. We were the best tags ever and even decided to live together paying half rents.

Now that she's gone the room is silent and vague without laughters.

Devoid and Empty.

At least I got a new roommate now who would later leave me alone as well like her.

Who would you expect to stay forever anyway!

His eyes were shut tight with those long lashes and thick brows. His eyes are beautiful, his skin so fair and moist, and his face toned up and I can see his contours alluring.

Akin to sleeping beauty? Just the difference of gender. A sleeping handsome?

I couldn't awake him from his peaceful goodnight sleep and distract his dreams.

Got a blanket and covered him from the cold. Its summer but the rains of the night is cold and chilly that would lead to a cold the next day.

I hate sneezing during summer.

I watched my time on the phone and I have to wake up early tomorrow! Its Monday!

Oh shit! I don't want to go to school and I wasted my weekend not reviewing nor revising any subject.

It's a cool evening.

Mr.moon have shown up and I can hear him singing a good night lullaby.

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A/N: I wrote this at night,so good night if you are reading at night

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