I stretched my arms above my head that was a great sleep, well apart from the nightmare. I let out a yawn that a lion could be proud of. When I put my arms down I feel something coiled around my waist, I look behind me to see that I was in Strike’s arms, in his bed. Oh God why was I in his bed! He was still asleep so I tried to remove his arm, what was it with him and constantly grabbing my waist? Unfortunately I wasn’t getting free because when I tried to move his arm he groaned and swung his leg over mine. I looked at him and he looked so peaceful, but I needed to wake him up to get free.
I take a look around, his walls were painted red and had flashing lights all over them, the curtains were black and drawn so it was dark apart from all the flashing lights. He had two couches and a T.V. The room was actually pretty cool apart from the bed, which was bigger than Dusk’s and he was still glued to me. I try to sit up but that didn’t even work, well it was time to awaken lover boy.
I tapped the top of his head and he groaned quietly, I tapped it harder and the groan turned into a loud growl. “Strike!” I shouted and his eyes opened and he looked up at me, still wrapped around me might I say. “Hey Gorgeous.” He removed his arm and rubbed sleep away from his eyes, but put his arm straight back. “Will you please get off me?” He grinned. “I hardly noticed.” I rolled my eyes. “Today would be nice if you don’t mind.” I commented and he let go of my waist. “And your legs.” I reminded him and when he did I jumped out of the bed. “Now why am I in your room?” I asked backing towards the door.
“What answer you looking for sweetheart?” I pointed at him. “Stop calling me that!” The covers fell down to his waist as he sat up, I hope he was still wearing those boxers for his sake. “You fell asleep on the couch, I took you upstairs, and instead of waking up anyone else I took you to my room.” I put my head in my hands. “What’s the time?” I rub the back of my head, trying to work out the kink. He rolled over to the over side of the bed and picked up a digital clock. “Two.” He told me. “In the morning!” I swear it was 3 when I went to sleep again. “Nah in the afternoon.”
He corrected me and I swear my eyes bulged out of my head. “Why are we not out of bed?!” I shrieked and flung open the door to a grinning L.M and Ghost. “Were you two listening to our conversation?” I raised an eyebrow and they shook their head. I barged past them and down the hall. “Have a nice night Dove?” L.M shouted before laughing. “Did Strike chase away the bad dreams?” Ghost added and I was about to turn around when someone grabbed my shoulder.
“Where do you think you’re going?” God I couldn’t deal with Strike right now. “A walk.” I shoved his hand off and marched down the hall. I heard him running after me. “Alone.” I made it more obvious. “Come on Dove why you all grumpy at me?” He moaned and I turned around to face him. “I was in your bed!” I shouted and could hear L.M and Ghost sniggering in the background. “So, you were asleep when I took you up.” I threw him the finger and stormed off down the hall once again. “Feisty one you got yourself Strike.” Ghost called to Strike.
“I am not his!” I roared down the hall before going into Dusk’s room slamming the door. I slid down the door, I have never felt so embarrassed, I was NOT Strike’s property, I belong to no one. I took a long breath then released it. “You ok?” Dusk came out of her wardrobe dressed in demin shorts and a grey vest top. “Yea.” I nod. “They know you’re not his, but it’s obvious he likes you.” She added and sat beside me. I look at her blank expression on my face. “Oh come on.” She rolled her head back laughing.
“He does, sure he has had a lot of girls but he has never gone through this trouble for one before, trust me.” She smiled at me. “It’s true!” I heard Ghost shot from the other side of the door. “Go away Ghost!” Dusk shouted through the wood. “Well it is, but he does like things he can’t have,” There was a pause for a few seconds. “Like a Red Thorn.”
