“Des, stop it. You’ve been taking pictures the whole day. Aren’t you tired or something?” My best friend asks in a concerned yet annoyed tone. I rolled my eyes at her
“Nope” Is all I replied and took another shot of her.
“Seriously? Des I want to sleep, you should too, tomorrow is gonna be a big day and we both need some rest” Sensing that I wouldn’t say anything she started pleading
“Please? Can we go to sleep?” She said in a cute voice and did that thing that puppies do when they know they did something bad.
Ugh! I hate it when she does that ‘thing’.
She knows I can’t resist her; after all she’s my best friend I started putting down the camera, on the bedside table. She squinted at me suspiciously for a few seconds before lying down. I quickly grabbed the camera and took a swift snap at her.
“Oh come on!” she huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, showing a little bit of cleave from her tank top. I just laughed at her reaction
“That’ll be the last I promise” her frowned turned into a big grin, she knows once I keep a promise I won’t break it. That’s kind of our pact with each other ‘Promise making, never breaking, sealed it with a kiss’
She made her way under the sheets as I started putting the camera on the table again. I walked towards my closet, ruffled some clothes until I saw my favorite pajamas. I grabbed them and put them on. When I reached the bed, Luce was already fast asleep. So I tiptoed across the room, walking as silent as possible to avoid her from waking up. Last thing I wanted to do is disturb her from her slumber and trust me you don’t wanna know why.
As I reached my destination I exhaled and relief surge through me. I sat across the vanity mirror in front of me, grabbed a brush and started stroking my dark brown hair. I look up to see my reflection in the mirror. I looked horrible, well more liked I look stressed, bags were starting to form under my eyes. I’ve got to get rid of them. As I continued staring at my own reflection I see a different side of me, the real me, the girl with a troubled past and deep secrets kept beneath her.
Who am I fooling
I shove the thoughts at the back of my head, put down the brush and noticed my hair for the first time. Why does my hair really looked good only before I go to bed? Hmph! I shook my head as a soft moan and deep sighing escaped from Luce. I swiveled my head towards her direction.
“Hey Des, why aren’t you asleep yet? And can you please turn off the lights. You know I can’t sleep with them turned on” She spoke tiredly, though her eyes were closed Wasn’t she asleep? I did as I was told and approached the bed beside her. I snuggled with my pillows and blankets, hugging them tightly like I haven’t seen them in ages. After finding a comfortable position to sleep I stared at the ceiling.
“Big day tomorrow huh?” I whispered and inhaled deeply “I hope” I closed my eyes and I entered dreamland.