A Little Too Dark

Closure

Andrea rolled her eyes at Lorenzo, "What are you smiling for?" She asked – when she know what it was about.

Lorenzo smashed his lips together as he zoned at the laptop he had in front of him. He cleared his throat and fixed the glasses that had slid to the bridge of his nose. "I am not smiling," He mumbled as he typed something on his laptop. He glanced at Andrea, who rolled her eyes again.

She breathly chuckled and threw the wet towel on his face, "Yes, Caleb might be gay – or is definitely bi," She mumbled. Lorenzo wrinkled his nose at the wet towel and got up from Andrea's bed. He moved to the chair, where we spread it out to get it dry. He doesn't like wet towels – he absolutely despises them. "You should put it in a drier," He commented to which Andrea shrugged, "It will dry there," She replied.

Lorenzo heaved a sigh. Andrea is very low maintenance and he has to get used to it. He glanced at Andrea walking back into the room, her hair was still wet from the shower. "It was such a weird day," She mumbled as she settled down on the bed.

Lorenzo exhaled and pressed his lips together. His hands found the pocket of his pant. Lorenzo knows about Zara coming to his house to see Andrea, the fact that she found his house and she knew when Lorenzo will not available at home is a lot concerning for him. Andrea called him as soon as Zara left and told him about everything, he was livid. How dare she try to barge into his life again after she voluntarily left him? The stunt she pulled today is not something he will let her do again and he knows that he will have to do it himself. He will have to do what he was dreading to do – face her – alone.

"I have been trying to reach Caleb, but he won't answer – urgh! I want him to know that I am okay with everything and also, that his secret is safe with me." Andrea spoke as she stared down at her phone, unaware that Lorenzo is lost in his own thoughts. He heaved a sigh and threw her phone on the bed. She decided not to bug Caleb anymore for the night. He will listen to her voicemails and read her texts – he will get back to her when he feels better.

Andrea was expecting some sort of reply from him but when she didn't get it, she turned and saw him completely zoned out. She brought her eyebrows together. At that moment she wondered if he was thinking about Zara. She couldn't hide it from him. He would have known about Zara's little visit to her sooner and later. She bit the corner of her lower lip, "Enzo," She called him out.

It didn't take Lorenzo long to snap back and look back at her, "Huh?" He asked – a little disoriented. "Um, sorry." He chuckled as he scratched over his eyebrow, "I am just thinking about work," He lied.

Andrea smiled at him and nodded – accepting his lie, but not believing it. "It's fine. I was babbling anyway," She waved her hand. "Hey, Rose and I will be catching up for lunch tomorrow. Would you like to grab a bite with us?" She asked.

Lorenzo's lips curled. He paused before he spoke "I must say seeing you and Rose going from foes to friends is something I didn't think I would see," He moved to her and sat beside her on the bed.

Andrea wrinkled her nose and laughed, "It's weird, right? I mean, I hated her and she felt the same for me. Now, we are so civil to each other. Sometimes I can't digest it myself," She confessed. "And by the way, I don't think we are friends – yet. But we are getting there," She nodded.

Lorenzo smiled, 'I am glad to hear that," He mumbled and softly pressed his lips against her forehead. It was a random kiss from him, but for her – it was a big deal. She finds it ironic how Rose and her friendship is surprising to him, but their relationship isn't. She still vividly remembers all the bickering, arguments, fights – she remembers them all and then wonders if she would go back in time and tell the old Andrea that one day she will fall in love with the same man she wants to murder – how would old Andrea react.