His Sun Her Moon

Chapter Five

I smile knowing Joc was telling the truth. Michael and I couldn't get enough of each other. Lordy I am not so sure if I could keep up with them now being that I am older.

I look at the sky. It is a calm night tonight.

I sign as I turn to Joc, "Zac come to the hotel room. Michael had stayed with the clan. They need him more then us. It is a good thing he hadn't come to the room."

Joc opens his mouth, "That is not true Ilona."

I tell him, "Yes Joc it is true. He is the Clan leader. I am just some girl who was a fuck buddy nothing more."

Tears fall down my cheeks, "I was scared for him Joc. I fear for their safety. This is why I made the choose I did. Just the thought of them being hurt or worse kills me. It is unbearable just thinking about losing them."

Joc says, "Ilona."

I tell him, "No Joc please just stop. No more telling me some shit about fairy tale stuff."

Joc tells me, "The boys made you dinner."

I ask him, "How upset were they?"

Joc tells me, "They were glad you took a day for yourself."

Joc pause at the door, "I am sorry Ilona."

I dry my eyes, "I know what I was getting involved with after I know what he was."

Joc says, "Good night Ilona."

I whisper it, "Good night Joc."

I sit on the swing for a few minutes longer. I get up from the swing. I walk into the house. I smile seeing their books are on the floor. I pick their books up. I put them in their bags. I shut the lights off. I walk to the hallway. I turn the lamp on.

I walk to the fridge. I smile seeing the dinner they had made for me. I find a letter they wrote to me.

"I love you to." I say it, "More than you will ever know."

I grab the plate. I walk to the toaster oven. I turn it on. I heat my plate up. I stand at the courter. I am eating my dinner. Joc had help them.

I am done eating my diner. I wash the dishes. I dry them and put them up. I dry my hands. I walk to the hallway. I shut the kitchen lights off.

I walk to my bedroom. I shut my door. I turn the lights on. I pause seeing the window open. I could have sworn I had shut it this morning. I shrug at it. It is a nice night.

I walk to my dresser. I look at myself in the reflection. I strip out of my clothes. I walk to my bathroom. I turn the lights on.

I walk to the shower. I turn the shower on. I set the water to how I like it. I step inside the shower. I am washing my hair and body. I am done in my shower. I shut the water off. I dry my feet and legs off. I wrap the towel around me. I run a towel through my hair. I shut the lights off.

I walk to my dresser. I am still drying my hair. I brush it out. I feel much better. I get dressed for bed. I shut the lights off. I walk to my bed.

The diner is closed on the weekends. I will sleep in tomorrow. I get in my bed. I cover up. I lay my head down on my pillows. I shut my eyes.

I am asleep. I am dreaming. I stop when I see Michael.

"Michael?" I ask as I get out of my bed.

He asks me softly, "Why didn't you come to me?"

I shut my eyes and reply, "Because I can't."

Michael says, "Why not?"