Day Four : Caffeinated Therapy

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Today was my coffee ‘date’ with Aiden. 

I called Chloe in the morning to invite her. I thought that she would make up some lame excuse but she seemed more than willing to come. I guess she’s still going through stuff. Stuff she won’t tell me about. I’m not the kind to push matters, especially when it’s none of my business. I just get worried sometimes. I can’t bear to see my friends suffer.

Yes, Chloe’s my friend. It feels amazing to say that!

Anyway, I decided to take a walk down to Chloe’s house. She was already waiting outside on the porch when I arrived. Aiden met us halfway and we made our way to the cute, rustic-looking coffee shop Bean Therapy.

I had an iced coffee, Chloe had hot chocolate and Aiden had an Americano decaf. He suffers from insomnia. I had no idea. I guess there’s always something to learn about a person. People are such mysteries, unceasing to fascinate.

We spoke about a lot of things. Aiden made corny jokes. Chloe told us about her little brother. I spoke about living on this side of the world. It was great. Almost like the therapy sessions I have every Tuesday. But better.

Chloe left early and Aiden and I hung out at his house.

He introduced me to his parents, Mr and Mrs Clark. It’s a pretty cool surname. I like it.

He then took me on a tour of his house. He kept the best for last-the motorbikes! Ahhh!!!

I couldn’t contain my excitement. I’ve always wanted one but Dad says I’ll have to wait until I’m 19. Aiden has a super sexy black Suzuki. I completely freaked when he offered to take me for a ride on it. I couldn’t resist. If Mom knew….

What you don’t know won’t hurt you…

I greedily took in every breath of air as we rode uphill towards the mountain trail. I held onto him as tightly as I could and I could feel the warmth of his leather jacket radiating onto me. I was only wearing a light fleece jacket. Not much help with this wind, even though it was still summer.

We eventually stopped at the bottom of the mountain and sat at one of the picnic spots. There weren’t many people around, only a few couples hiking or jogging up here and there.

We sat there, just talking. I felt our minds connect. He told me about his childhood and all the memories he’d made with friends and family. I realized how important his family is to him. It’s a very endearing trait in a guy. I told him about my plans for university.

And then silence….it wasn’t awkward or anything. Just comforting and peaceful.

As we got up to go, his hand brushed against mine and he stroked my cheek. My heartbeat quickened and my cheeks flushed…. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear and then nothing!

I thought that he would, you know…. I don’t know, Vodka! I I’m not disappointed exactly, I just really like him I guess but no one can know, not even Chloe. I swore I wouldn’t get into these sort of situations but this is different, Vodka.

Last time, she….nevermind. No one can know about that either. I’m not ready yet. Maybe being with Aiden will make me realize that being with her as a mistake, but even I can’t deny that she was the best thing that happened to me then. But now is not the time for that.

I start school in a week’s time. At least I have Aiden there. I felt a bit disappointed when I realized that Chloe wasn’t at the same school. Anyway… I’m really exhausted.

Before I go to bed, Thomas and I are going to catch up with a movie. I jope that he doesn’t bring up the thing with . He doesn’t know that things haven’t ended yet. No one does….

XOX

Charlie

Day Three: Special Delivery

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Dear Vodka

What can I say? Maybe parents aren’t so bad after all…
I asked my mom if I could get a piercing and, to my surprise, she said yes. She even booked an appointment. What a shocker!

I decided to get a helix and a nostril piercing. I wanted to get a septum but Mom says that we should take it one step at a time. I guess I understood but what’s the big deal though? A nostril piercing and a septum are both nose rings! Oh well…
When Mom dropped me off at home, Gran completely freaked. I just had to laugh. She wanted to know why I had stitches and if I’d been in an accident. I wasn’t offended because Gran seemed genuinely oblivious to the fact that they were actually piercings.

After Gran recovered and Mom left, Thomas called. He said that he was at Mom’s and Dad’s. I completely flipped. How could he not tell me that he was in town!?!!
Turns out Mom forgot to mention it. How could she? Seriously? I was pissed! Thomas is my brother for Pete’s sake! Why wouldn’t she tell me?

Thomas attends some fancy university in England, which he received a bursary from to study industrial engineering. When he left home, so did I. Mom and I just never got along if Thomas or Dad wasn’t around. Dad said she suffered from postnatal depression when she had me. I guess that explains it but still…

It was like a storm in a teacup when Mom came to pick me up again this evening. I kept on yelling but she said nothing. I left it at that. After all, Thomas was home!!!

He’d be staying for the month. I was psyched. He is only three years older than me but he is also my best friend. He’s been my only best friend ever since… I don’t wanna talk about that right now…

Thomas isn’t like me. He’s got that innocent boyish look about him with his curly hair and hazel-green eyes. He’s smart too. Like extremely smart and quiet but not in an isolated way. I’m more of a hippie-goth-feminist-doesn’t-give-a-damn-but-still-a-lady type of chick. Maybe that’s why we click. He gets my messed-up mind.

I can’t wait to go on our adventures. And by adventures, I mean going to McD’s at 2am to get McFlurrys.

I can’t wait to tell him that I decided to study Philosophy and Psychology either. He’s been pressuring me to decide for months because his life is so sorted out and mine’s not.

Mom was actually normal at dinner tonight. Whatever that means…I’ll try not to think about it that much. Maybe work has been too stressful. Who knows?!

Aiden and I are going for coffee tomorrow. So excited! I’m glad to have made another friend. Chloe won’t mind. She’s got her own issues right now. Damn, but that girl is a mess sometimes. Gran says she’s trouble and that I’ll get hurt. But Gran also said that experience is the best teacher.

I guess we’ll wait and see..

XOX
Charlie

Day Two: “Not all those who wander are lost”

Dear Vodka,

So it’s a new year and I guess it’s time to fill you in on all the details of my last moments as “Charlie Chopsticks”…

It took a mighty long time for me to convince my overbearing mother to allow me to go to the party Chloe had invited me to. No wonder I decided to live with my grandmother instead! Marianne (my mother) wanted to know every single detail- from where the party was to what colour underwear I was wearing. Geez! I understand that parents need to know these things but she goes wayyy overboard sometimes. My dad finally stepped in and convinced her that I would be fine. After all, Chloe’s grandmother was dropping us off at the party. Thank the good Lord for grandparents! Speaking of which, I’d call Grandma Lilith later in the day to tell her I’d be home by Sunday. I could only take so much of my parents, even though my dad was pretty cool. That was one more thing Chloe and I had in common. Two hours later, her gran fetched us and we arrived at this lavishly decorated double-storey house. Woah! These people are living the life. Chloe said that it was some Rockerfellar-guy’s house. I zoned out after about a minute because she wouldn’t stop talking about him. Bleh! I’m glad that she has a boyfriend that makes her happy and all but, in my opinion, most of them are hormone-dominated morons with an ego the size of Mt. Everest and the IQ the size of the field mice my cat, Lava, catches. Nevertheless, we had a great night. Well, at least I did. Chloe was basically M.I.A all night. I met some quirky musician-ny people. A couple of bookworms too, but I wasn’t there to talk about the great injustice done to J.K.Rowling when E.L James received best writer, instead of her, even though the mention of it infuriated me. So, I escaped to the punch table. But lo and behold! I wasn’t that naive. I knew that some nitwit spiked it but I drank it anyway. I remember dancing wildly to the music, after taking shots with a group of guys who looked like jocks. There were three of them. Two tried to shove their tongues down my throat but the third one didn’t, so I stuck with him and ditched the other two (after kneeing their magic spots)… I think his name was Aiden. Yeah. I must’ve passed out after all the dancing because I woke up on a soft surface. It was the living room couch. Aiden was sitting on the edge of it, while my honey coloured hair hung over the armrest. He just smiled when he saw me awake and handed me a glass of cool, soothing water. Oh, how I wished he would put his lips to mine but he did no such thing. Hello!!!? My brain yelled out at me. Oh, right! Guys are morons but Aiden wasn’t…I hope? It would be nice to have at least one more friend here besides Chloe. At least I got his number. Bonus!? We left the party at 6 a.m. to go to a nearby coffee shop. We talked about the party but mostly about our families. Chloe didn’t open up much but she didn’t have to for me to know that things were a bit complicated from her side… Gotta get some rest now… XOX Charlie