Chapter 18

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~~Rang Rang~~

I let out a small groan as I sat up in bed. I turned the alarm off before getting out of bed.

Dammit. I remember thinking that I was a morning person but I was wrong. Horribly wrong. Maybe if I woke up at like 8 or 9 I'd be fine but 6 is way to early.

I let out a yawn as I stretched. I then began to get dressed. Once done, I went to the bathroom to fix my hair.

I wonder how Lauren slept.......I hope she didn't have another nightmare.

I went into the kitchen and began to eat cereal. I looked at the calender, remembering another thing.

Lauren told me that she is going back to school tomorrow. She's in 8th grade now........ I remember 8th grade. That was very challenging for me. No friends, no family, and no clue how anything worked. Freshman year was a lot better though.

I put my empty bowl into the sink and made sure that I had everything I needed before getting into my car and driving to the libary. I parked my car and entered the library. I saw Jessica behind the counter and I went toward her.

"Hey y/n. Since you're here early I can run you by what you need to know and do."

"Cool. Thanks." So, for the next 40 minutes, Jessica showed me which genre was where, and how to to sign books to people. Even though I was busy working, I couldn't keep my mind off of Lauren. How was she doing? How did she sleep? Soon, my lunch break came, so I pulled my phone out. It was 12:05 now, and my break is 30 minutes.

Y/n: Hey Mark. Do you know how Lauren slept last night?

Mark: Yeah. She had another nightmare. I was able to calm her down though. Poor thing.

Y/n: Tell Lauren that I said 'Good Morning' and that my first day is going great.

Mark: Got it. I got to go though. I'm about to record.

Y/n: Sorry. Bye.

I put my phone away and opened a random book. By the time I finished reading chapter 2, my break was over. Just two more hours before I can go home. It's nice working in a library. It's quiet, relaxing, and I'm surrounded by books. There wasn't much to do except for telling people where a certain genre was when asked and checking out books to people. Finally, it was 3 and I was allowed to leave. I said 'goodbye' to Jessica and got into my car. I then drove to Mark's apartment. I soon made it to his door and I knocked. He opened it and pulled me into a hug.

"So, how was work?"

"Slow but not boring."

"Good." I walked inside and sat on the couch, releasing a sigh.

"Hey Mark, what happened to Lauren?" I asked with concern.

"She's in her room, playing her game." He sat next to me, closer than he normally does.

"I meant last night."

"Oh, well it was about 10 when I heard Lauren crying. When I asked her what happened, she just said it was nothing. Just a nightmare."

"That's what she told me. I wish there was something I could do something about this." Mark placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"I'm sure that this is a problem that only time can fix."

"As long as it's fixed and she is no longer suffering, I'm ok." I rested my head on Mark's shoulder in a tired state and he wrapped an arm around me, rubbing my arm.

"So, how did you calm her down?"

"I brought her to my computer and we watched random videos until she asleep. I then picked her up and placed her back into the bed." I suddenly realized the position we were in. Even though this was very comfortable and relaxing, my cheeks heated up and I stood up.

"I-I-I should go let Lauren know that I'm back." Not waiting for a response, I left the room and went to the guest room and knocked on the door.

"Hey Lauren, it's me. I'm back." The door opened and Lauren nearly tackled me into a hug. I hugged her back and gave her head a pat.

"I wasn't gone that long, was I?"

"No, I just missed you."

"I missed you too. So did Mark do an ok job?"

"Hey! I'm an awesome dad!" Mark shouted from the other room with mock hurt. Lauren and I shared a small laugh.

"Well Lauren, we got to get going."

"Ok." We left the room and we both gave Mark a hug before leaving his place and entering my car.

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