Chaotic Reflections

When it comes to writing or reading, my first passion would be for poetry, then comes short stories and novels, thus I do not write too many stories, probably one short story for every 10 poems. Last one I wrote was this one called "Chaotic Reflections". I meant for it to be in one part, but some friends asked me to write more, so I did, but I still believe it should only be one part, which is this one only! So save your begging, cuase I'm only posting this piece.

Intro:
Every story that I have written before, had a moral behind it. A message I wanted to deliver, a social issue and concern I needed to discuss. But this piece here has nothing! There is no moral in this story. It's just a chaotic scene that played inside my mind.

Chaotic Reflections

Darkness wrapped the room as no light was on but a soft one coming out of Lamis's laptop screen. Smooth Jazz and Soft R&B were her favorite musical genre which she was listening to that night.
Another sleepless night, not knowing what to do with all the time she had, as it was 2 a.m and her eyes were not even close to sleepiness. Her heart was still pumping energy through her veins, although coffee was not a favorite drink to her, neither were those energy soft drinks people are into these days, yet, she was as awake as someone who had just had 5 cups of coffee.
Staring at the ceiling she laid in her bed, trying hard not to think of him, pushing her thoughts towards anything else, and running a tape of thoughts before her eyes.
Work? No.
Her family? No.
Her friends? No.
She'd eventually find herself thinking of him again.
She got up and moved towards the mirror, and then one of her favorite songs started to play. She swayed her body to the soft rhythms, twisting her hands, moving them softly, slowly up and down and around her curves, while singing along with true passion emitting from her seductive tone.
She stopped as the music of the song faded away and another song started to play. She looked around her room, searching for any sort of distraction, her eyes found their target in her closet, she moved towards it then bent to reach into her lowest drawer, opened it, and there it was. A victorious smile drew on her face as she pulled out a box of Marlboro cigarettes and the lighter which was just next to it.
A year ago, she had promised her self that won't smoke ever again, but forgotten about that last box hidden in her drawer, and now, she needed it and it was there.
"One cigarette won't harm any one" she thought to herself as she lit the first one, a deep sensation of repose passed through her body as she inhaled the first gust of smoke. She could feel her pain, sorrows and agony slowly discharging out of her system with every exhale.
Moving back to her bed, she reached out for her mobile phone from the bedside table, she rest her back on the cozy pillow, holding her savior for the moment in one hand, and her mobile phone in the other. She went through her contacts list, one by one, looking at the names and numbers, she knew she needed to speak to someone, any one; maybe he or she could assist her cigarette in taking her mind off him.
"Bingo!"
She didn’t call his number, since it was too late and she wasn’t sure if he'd be up or wakeful like her self. She wrote him a short text message, sent it and kept gazing at her mobile screen waiting for his reply.
But he never did.
She threw away the phone to the other side of the bed, lit another cigarette, and turned the music louder switching it to Gothic Rock.
She looked at the white slim cigarette in her hand and wished it was one of a different type; something a lot stronger is what she needed that night.
She got of her bed, stood up and started dancing again, on a faster rhythm this time, shaking her head and moving her body, while still inhaling that smoke into her lungs.
The affect of the smoke on her empty stomach, in addition to the loud music were getting her dizzy and light headed. She threw herself on the bed, dropping the cigarette away. A tear fought her way into her eyelids, and that’s when she realized she can't keep running, or hiding any more. She can't fight her emotions any longer.

"Hello"
"Umm, hi Ahmed"
"Oh! Lamis! Kaifik?"
"I'm fine, hamdulilah. What about you?"
"I'm good, is everything alright?"
"Yeah, it's just that…"
"What's wrong Lamis? You got me worried"
"No, nothing to worry about. It's just that, I, I missed you"
"Oh Lamis, don’t do that."
"I know! I know I shouldn’t. I tried, but I can't help it"
"Lamis, we agreed on this. You must be strong."
"Ahmed, please. Give me another chance. I will change. I'll do anything you want me to."
"Lamis, you know that can't happen. I'm with someone else now, and I, I love her."

Lamis heard the voice of her heart shredding into little pieces, her dizzy head was spinning around, and tears were flowing like waterfall down her cheeks, words were chocking in her throat, cant find their way out, all she could do was hang up without saying another word. She realized there was nothing more to do or say, looking back at her box of cigarettes she was craving for a drink that would make her forget what happened that night, forget what she did, and what she just heard.