THE RIGHT QUESTIONS

“Here, drink this”. Caine handed me a cup of green tea.

I forced a small smile before I collected it from him.

"Thank you. I needed this" I said.

“You’ll feel alive in no time" he told me.

I sighed and tried stretching my aching back. I had just gone through an unpleasant ordeal and my whole body was tired.

"It's two in the morning. I don't want to be alive, I want to be sleeping," I told him.

He sighed and sat down.

"Well, look how we ended up. I'm sorry about this" he said, and I paused my motion to drink my tea.

"Why are you apologizing?" I asked quickly, coming off rude.

His brow went up in confusion "Uh... it's a way of comforting you, I guess. You're not comfortable right now, and I feel bad about that" he said.

"Well you should" I muttered loud enough for him to hear before sipping my tea.

"O...kay?." He said, clearly not understanding my attitude.

We sat in silence as I sipped my tea and he stared into space.

"I can't sleep" I said all of a sudden.

"Do you need me to massage