Angel

Angel LXXII

ANGEL

"I don't know how can you eat so much after having just woken up." I frown at Lukas, a bowl filled with milk and cereals in his hand. We're sitting at the loungers, the sun warming our skin, and dark shades cover his eyes.

It's four pm, we woke up late due to going to sleep late as well. I guess with everything happening lately, escaping away and staying in bed half of the day, rejuvenates us.

I feel slightly more relaxed, my head isn't as heavy, and the ache in my chest is still present but more at ease... if that makes sense.

"Well, I haven't eaten since yesterday..." He lifts his shades to the top of his head, rolling his eyes. I roll mine. "I haven't either and I can barely eat an apple." I shake the fruit between my fingers, half bitten.

"I have to keep these muscles somehow, sweetheart. If I don't, who will make you come repeatedly?" His dark eyebrow raises at me, the sun making his eyes lighter. Playful.

Snorting, I sit up on my lounge, next to his. "I did before. I don't need no one for that."

He puts his knees against mine, leaning his head forward. "We both know it could never be nearly as good." He murmurs, smirking.

So cocky.

I would shade him, but there's no point, he knows he's good.

But, of course, I won't let him have the last word.

"It's too bad you ate so much," I start saying, standing up, his eyes following me as they always do. "you can't go to the water right away, and I feel like going," I smirk down at him, his jaw clenching as I remove the top of my black two-piece swimsuit, then the thong bottom, throwing it on the lounge I was laying moments ago.

"Angel." Lukas grumbles, his eyes roaming my exposed body. Simply, I smirk and dive inside my pool. The cold water smooths down the burn that the sun left on my skin, making me feel refreshed and relaxed.

If I ever die in an accident or the middle of a mission, I hope it's underwater... it's the calmest place I could die in.

Coming to the surface, I push my hair back, wiping my eyes after. I walk to the edge, resting my arms on the ground, my chin above them as I smirk at a sour Moretti.

"See what you lose, baby?" I taunt.

"Fuck off." Lukas scoffs, standing up to take his bowl to the kitchen, I chuckle.

Sore pants.

Diving again, I swim to the other edge. The edge is limited by a glass wall, which gives such a good view of the green landscape ahead. The tall mountains, the calm and quietness of my surroundings, the sun reflecting on the water while warming my face.

I close my eyes, my arms above the glass rail of the long pool, and breathe deeply as the sun hits my face, my head leaning slightly back.

Honestly, I haven't looked up at the sky when it's night since... two weeks ago. I spent years and years imagining that the brightest star my eyes could spot was my dad looking down at me.

Sometimes I would even talk out loud to it, lying in the grass of my house.

Now... I guess I'm hesitant. In my head, all of this was a huge nightmare. It's easier to believe that, than to believe that I had him right by my side, only to lose him shortly after.

Part of me wants to forget, other doesn't, simply because of his touch on me... his smile, his gentle green eyes, his tight hug...

It hurts.