My demons are hunted
The next day I needed some extra minutes to get out of bed. I was afraid it'll be weird with Dylan and Thomas after what happened last night. When the atmosphere is off, I tend to feel highly uncomfortable, and I wanted to avoid it at all cost.
I spent a good 10 minutes to come up with a plan. I considered to have a talk with the guys, talk honestly about what happened, but thinking about it, it made me laugh. I stayed with the old friend, the one where I pretend nothing happened, and change the topic when it's needed.
Yup, that's me.
I had to give up my attempt to come up with a world changing plan, because my stomach was grumbling, and I had about 20 minutes before hunger made me a different person...
When I entered the bathroom I was surprised by some purple spots on my neck. The results of Dylan's work were very much visible there in forms of hickeys. I didn't have any make up product with me to try to cover them up, so I just quickly brushed my teeth and gave myself some insulin, praying the whole time to find the kitchen empty. It half worked, because only Thomas was having breakfast when I entered the room.
"Hey, good morning!" I said with too much amusement. I've never sounded this fake in my life, but that's all I could manage.
Smiling ear to ear to hide my nervousness I took out a yoghurt from the fridge and started eating next to Thomas at the dining table.
"The weather is really nice today, right?"
I silently cursed myself and questioned my whole existence in my mind...
Lucy, really? Asking about the god damn weather?
I need to sleep more...
Thomas looked through me, and cocked an eyebrow at me, his smirk only grew.
"Yeah, it's perfect for a long romantic walk, hand in hand with someone."
I choked on my yoghurt. Just after I recovered from my coughing fit, I gave a response.
"That's not what I meant."
My red cheeks just gave him more joy, he chuckled through his nose.
"So-" He sat a bit closer to me, curiosity radiated from his eyes. "How long have you been, you know, together?"
I gasped. "What? No, we're not together."
I couldn't bear with the tension in the air, nor keep the eye contact so I stood up to pour myself some water. He wasn't bothered, kept going with my torturing.
"It looked like that just several hours ago... right there." He pointed at the sink, where I was standing, the exact same spot where we were kissing.
I turned my back to him to pour more water into my glass.
"It just happened, we're not together, or anything." I used all my confidence to form the words.
"Yeah, sure." He also took a sip of his water, but couldn't hide his shit eating grin.
Frankly, I felt relieved when Dylan joined us with tired eyes and messed up hair. I guess he just woke up.
He looked kinda cute...
"Morning."
He rubbed at his eyes and looked at me for a few seconds, but both of us looked lost. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but the words didn't come out. Both of us were frozen on the spot. That was until Thomas cleared his throat.
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Mystery / ThrillerI quickly grabbed my keys and left the apartment to head towards my car. It was already dark outside, but it wasn't cold, I didn't need a jacket. I got in my car, and put the key in the ignition, when I looked in the rear view mirror and saw a pair...