Hacking into my Hyper-linked Heart

Chapter 5 - Urban Woods

Chapter 5 - Urban Woods

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I sat down with my mug of tea and my favourite cream filled biscuits. Sally came and slumped down next to me as she put her feet up on the sofa, “I’m so tired,” she complained.

“You should take it easy; I know you love working, but you honestly need to relax.”

She started rubbing her temples in a relaxing manner. “I will when I have proved to my manager that I am worthy of doing some 'actual' work rather than fetching coffees or photo copying the documents,” she whined.

“But you are where you want to be. You help your team come with good headlines, etc. Why are you complaining? I should be the one complaining about my boring job.”

She looked at me before giggling, “That's true.”

I narrowed my eyes, “Gee, thanks.”

“You know I'm only kidding,” she nudged me with her elbow lightly. “Anyways what are you up to today?”

“Cleaning,” I responded with one word to sum up my day.

“You and cleaning,” she asked confused.

“Yes, what's so shocking about me cleaning?” I asked before taking a sip of my tea.

“You never clean except when you’re avoiding something or trying to filter your anger in to some vigorous cleaning.” She said with her eyebrows knotted together.

I sometimes hate it when your best friend knows you too well that sometimes you want to avoid talking about something but they figure it out. I didn't want to tell her the reason I’m cleaning the whole apartment was to avoid going on my laptop and responding to Chris. I wanted to distract myself because I needed to understand why his words affected me so much.  Sally was also right; I was so annoyed and angry with myself due to the same reason. Only thing that swirled around my head was that one question: Why did his words affect me so much?

“Well, which one was it?” Sally asked.

“Huh,” I asked snapping out of debating with myself.

“I asked... which one was it? You avoiding or ...” she trailed off.

“None, I just felt like doing some cleaning,” I gave her the biggest smile I could muster up. I bet she could see through my fakest smile.

“Really,” she raised her eyebrow.

“Yes,” I nodded my head.

“I don't believe a word you said.” she cried out, obvious that I was lying.