NEW ME
1516 Words
I picked up my cell phone and called Vladimir. Speaking of which, I need a new bed.
"Brother, I need something," I said as soon as he answered.
"Two hundred grams of pork brain from a butcher?" He said hangover.
"Vampire, don't s**t. I need my key. "
"Are you in an emergency?"
"Whenever. Its not urgent."
"Okay. I'm coming back on Monday. "
"Come on, see you."
He muttered something like "monkey" and hung up. I didn't even try to ask where he got lost. I don't even care. The sun was still high, so I decided to take a walk around the furniture salons. I put on my jacket and took the car keys. Why doesn't the little one answer? She should have arrived by now. You moron, you should have taken her number! Come on, Nalla, come in! I had never kept my phone on the dashboard until then. Where's my f*****g ping?
"I'm at home. I'll see you tomorrow."
The message was short, and I wanted to write a whole novel for her. I missed her. Somehow I wasn’t all my own without her. She's the better half of me.
"Just now? Where do you live? ”I replied with a message.
"Ten minutes ago, I was drinking coffee with my parents."
"And what are you doing now?"
"I need to study."
"I'm buying a new bed."
"What happened to the old one? I can't study with a phone in my hand. "
"Study, I'll see you tomorrow," I wrote, although I would spend hours and hours typing messages.
They share something for free in the mall. So much crowding on a weekday is not normal. At least the furniture salon is almost empty. I know the face of the young saleswoman from somewhere ... But from where?
"Good afternoon," she came smiling. "How can I help you?"
"I need a bed. But it's urgent. "
"I can check which models are currently in stock. The delivery deadline is, by the way, about ten days. "
"It's not like I'm going to use it any time soon ..."
"You don't recognize me, do you?" She asked as she scanned the lists on the computer.
"I'm sorry, I know you, but ..."
"It simply came to my notice then. Lela. "
"I'm sorry, please. It was a long time ago ... "
"Long time ago. All right, let's go look at the offer. "
I walked past her slightly lost. She showed me the beds that were available right away, but I also looked at the ones I would have to wait a bit. s**t, this is not a job for me. Why didn't the little one come with me? I took out my cell phone and called a number I hadn't memorized yet. She didn't answer. If she only knew how much I miss her...
I called her again. And again she does not answer the call. s**t! Where is she?! I called her for the third time. It rang for an infinitely long time, but I finally heard that voice cheering and dressing me.
"Hello ..." she answered.
"Little one, it's me," I said with a sigh.
"Hey ..." sounds sleepy. "Aren't you shopping?"
"I woke you up?"
"Yes, and thank you for that. I fell asleep at the table with my head in the book. "
"I'm shopping. What kind of mattress do you like? ”
"What does it matter?"
"Answer me when I ask you nicely." I said and felt the saleswoman's gaze on me. "It's important."
"No preference. You see, I can sleep anywhere. "
"Look, they have two options. The first is to choose something they currently have. And the other is waiting for delivery for ten days. ”I paused and looked at the saleswoman, Lela. "What do you think?"
"I think you're crazy to even ask me for my opinion, but my God ..."
"Sweet ... so I'm taking the bed for now."
"Come on, it's like something's going to happen in the foreseeable future ..."
"You're grumpy when you wake up. Go to bed so that your spine doesn't hurt and continue to take a nap. "
"I will."
"And, little one ..."
"Yes, Victor?"
"Dream of me. And send a message when you wake up. "
"I will, at least in the morning. I'll see you tomorrow."
"At four by the fountain."
I hung up and went back to picking the bed. I saw one with an interesting headboard. If I were a keen fashionista, I would change all the furniture in the bedroom just to put it all together. Fortunately, I didn't. The bed is important to me, and maybe Nalla will change everything else. I returned my thoughts to the current task. Come on, man, get together and pick a f*****g bed.
"This one," I told Lela. "I think he'll be perfect."
"You'll leave the address on the counter, and the van will arrive in three to four hours," she said kindly. "You look different."
"Thanks ... I guess." "If I understand correctly, you are getting married?"
"Not yet. I just started this relationship. "
"You just started a relationship, and you're buying a new bed? What will happen when you get married?” She laughed, but I felt a hint of jealousy.
"I will change the apartment, even the furniture. So what? She's worth every penny ... "
I saw him start going crazy. Her eyes betrayed her. And then I remembered. She was and, apparently, remained the queen of drama. But I can't deal with that now. If the new bed arrives in two or three hours then I have to gather crew to get the old one out.
"Hey, Jacques, do you have time?" I asked my friend as soon as he answered.
"Hello to you. I have time."
"I need help getting out of bed."
"A vampire doesn't transmit disease," he laughed.
"But vampire girls can cause AIDS, syphilis and at least three unknown diseases."
"It's true. See you in about an hour. "
"OK. See you."
I dragged myself to the cash register along the way taking nonsense. Bedding, pillows, a big heart ... yes, I'm romantic. When I had loaded the card enough, I went home to meet Jacques and delivery. I would call her. I laughed imagining her asleep. She must be beautiful. I could call her. And what if I wake her up? As I thought about her, I reached the building. I took the bags and pouches to the apartment, but my heart had to stay in the car. And just as I was relieved, my cell phone sent me a message. From her! Fate, queen!
"How was your shopping?"
"It's been ... boring. I'm waiting for delivery. Did you sleep well?"
"I'll continue later."
"I miss you," I admitted.
I waited for an answer that didn’t come. I went to the car and came back, and there was no answer yet. Maybe she fell asleep again. I sat with too big a heart next to me. I was waiting.
The doorbell dropped me to the ground. I looked at my cell phone and shouted to the newcomer that it was unlocked. There was no answer from the little one yet and I was already getting nervous.
"Horse, at least greet me." Jacques stood in front of me, leaning on two mallets.
"Wellcome, brother," I said, getting up. "What do you need that for?"
"For your head." He smiled sharply. "Are we going to do something?"
We went to the room and started with the "works".
We smashed the bed with hammers even though it was easy to disassemble with an ordinary screwdriver. But that distracted me a little. A little, but not completely.
"Your phone is ringing." I don't think Jacques had time to finish the sentence, and I was already in the living room with the phone in my hand.
"Hey, baby."
"I miss you too." She said quietly.
"Did it take you a long time to understand or did you take a nap again?" I laughed.
"I tried not to admit ..."
"It's too fast, I know."
"What are you doing?"
"I watch my friend take out the remains of the old bed, peace be upon his soul."
"A bed or friend?" She laughed.
"Both of them. Can you go out? ”
"It's only seven o'clock."
"I know. Do you want me to pick you up? ”
"I'll take a taxi."
"I'll pick you up. No discussion. Where can I pick you up? ”
"Trust me, I'm old enough," she laughed. "And I'm not sure how smart it is to come here."
"Okay. I'll be waiting."
"See you."
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