Never Give Up - Heidi Lis Page 0,4
going to end soon enough. I pick my book back up and curl up for the long night ahead.
“OH SHUT IT. YOU were so loud with that guy last night, I had to put my pillow over my head.” The love fest lasted over an hour, so I was forced to play music and use my pillow to drown them out. My attempt to read did not work.
Liza’s face beams. “Pip, he is amazing. More like lick-a-licious, that’s a better word.” She calls me Pip. It’s the nickname she’s blessed me with. I don’t argue it, like when have I ever won an argument with Liza? Never.
“That’s over one word and I’m not sure it’s even a word,” I say with a slight smirk in my sleepless state. I’m in need of coffee.
In her current dream state, Liza whispers, “Yeah, but it fits him.” Her eye’s glaze over every time she talks about him.
“Why did he leave so early? Or should I ask, am I ever going to meet this one?” I had to ask. Seeing her so smitten, I really need to see this guy with my own eyes.
With a nod of her head, she says, “Of course you are. It’s just been bad timing so far.” Bad timing is what she calls it, but I was wondering if she is doing it on purpose. She must really like this one. She is acting in a different manner that’s for sure. This is the first time my roommate has ever acted this way over a guy.
“Get dressed. Let’s go get coffee and see Tristan,” I say, getting up off the couch. I needed to get some much-needed caffeine, and there’s no better place than the Starbucks down the street from our apartment. Tristan is an added bonus. He works there and overtime we’ve gotten to be good friends.
“Oh heck yes,” she frantically replies. “Let’s go.”
We walk the few blocks instead of driving since it was beautiful outside. The sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky.
Most days, Liza drives me crazy, but she’s my only real friend other than Nick. I met Liza the day she started at the Dental Office I work for as a receptionist. Dr. Jeffrey Davis was my actual dentist who hired me while fixing a cavity shortly after I graduated high school. Funny story, he loves to tell it to our patients every chance he gets, hiring me right out of the chair.
Liza and I formed an instant friendship, and as luck would have it, we moved in together a few months later. It was a huge relief because I got to get away from under my parents constant eye. The relationship I have with my parents is strained at best. It’s such a long, sad story. Meeting Liza was a blessing, and I would kindly put up with her wild behavior if it means I get to live away from my parents.
Nick, I met a few years back, he’s my closest friend other than Liza. I’m not one to hang around many people, I keep to myself, if possible. Liza and Nick are the ones always reminding me I’m twenty-one, not forty-one. Nick’s the only one who knows all of my secrets. Liza, not so much. I’ve only told her the basics. A boy had hurt me in the past, and the rest stays guarded in the confines of my heart. If it weren't for a drunken night with Nick a while ago, he would not know all that he does. They say loose lips sink ships. Yeah, that’s pretty much true.
Walking into Starbucks, the aroma of coffee engulfs me, and I’m desperate to get my daily cup of Joe. My face lights up when I see my favorite barista, Tristan. His face could light up any room. He’s just that kind of person who brightens up your day. He and I hit it off from the first coffee I ordered here. If it weren’t for the fact that he likes to hit on my friend Nick, I might have tried to date him myself.
“There’s my girl. Double Mocha Latte is coming right up. You look like you need it, I might add.” Tristan says, as he is punching my order into the register.
“Thanks, buddy,” I yawn, “Liza kept me up all night.” I say with an eye roll, slightly joking.
“Oh please, it was so worth it. Sorry, Pip.” Liza’s nickname for me is definitely an odd one. I swear, the girl