Again

He got up suddenly from sitting on the bed. His hand was holding the shirt that looked like mine.

"You? You're my partner?" I initially got confused when I saw him. I then emember what he did. But of all those things, I don't understand one thing, the sudden speed of my heartbeat.

"Ahh .. eh .. Yes." he answered sparingly. Why is he stuttering?

I started walking closer to the closet to hopefully organize my clothes. He, on the other hand, has his belongings still on on the bed. Speaking of bed, the bed in the room was only one. That is, we will be sleeping together.

"A-arielle .." I stopped what I was doing when he spoke. I didn’t look back but I was listening to him.

"I'm sorry for what happened this morning. I didn't mean to. I didn't know that - -"

"Forget about it." I cut to what he was saying. I still don't want to hear anything from him. It seems like he's the type of person who doesn't know how to apologize.

"But a- - -"