Because Of Her.

11 | Paintings.

"I have put clothes in the machine. Do you have anything more?" Amy asks me as she comes out from her shower. A towel is draped around her body and water is dripping all over my floor. She ruffles her short hair and more water droplets fly across my room.

I shake my head and stand up to get the rag to clean the floor. 

"Can't you dry yourself like a normal person instead of a dog?" I scold. She looks down at me as I rub the floor and instead of saying oh sorry I will be more cautious next time. She shakes her hairs more and wet the floor.

"Amy!" I throw my hand and kick her shin. She laughs and runs on the floor with her wet feet. 

"You are such a freak." She says as I run after her to clean the imprints. 

"Yes I am a freak because I don't want puddles on my floor." 

"Fine, I am sorry. Here." She goes inside the bathroom and comes ten minutes later with her body free from any droplets that could stain my floor. She also blows dry her hair and sits on my bed. 

With a wet towel that is around her. My god. 

"When do you have to leave for your job?" she asks me as she applies moisturizer on her body.

"Same, noon time. You?" 

"Same. I was hoping to call Julia that you are okay now? I mean I want to be with you." She tells me.

"Me too. I guess you could say that I am little better and you don't have to stay away now and add that I am fed up living alone." 

"Yeah I will tell her. After work I will call her."

"Hey before I forget. I think I might go to Alan's house. He sent me a text like two days ago and I only saw it now. Poor guy was worried about me and I am thinking of going to him if he responds to my message. Since I have to go to college from Monday I could catch up with art class." 

"Oh yeah, no problem, when exactly will you come?" 

"Um, I won't stay longer. So maybe around seven?"

"Okay then I will go to Julia's dorm till then might as well as tell her face to face."

"Yeah, that would be great. I will call you when I leave his place." As I finish saying it the door of my room opens and Drake's voice follows.

"I am ready. I am thinking of scrambled eggs and sausage...oh my god." Both Amy and he shriek at the same time, giving me a mini attack. Drake's eyes are blown up as he stares at us and it takes me time to understand why. Amy is in her towel and he just walks in. She remains frozen, gawking at him and I literally pull her behind me to cover her up but I guess I might be too late. 

"Sorry." Drake's voice comes out heavy and like a flash he is out of the door. 

"Oh my god. Oh my god." Amy shrieks behind me and I turn to see her cheeks going red. Her hands fly on her body to cover up even though she has a towel on and nothing private is on display.

"Hey calm down. He is gone." I try to say but she begins pacing back and forth.

"He saw me. Omigod. He saw me naked." She hides her face on her palms and shivers.

"You weren't naked. You have a towel on." I remind her.

"Yeah but it's not like it's a dress. I was in my freaking towel." She shouts in embarrassment. 

"You still are." 

"Oh my god yes I am. What if he comes back? Lock the door." She orders and hides behind my closet door.