Riley

Chapter 51

Riley POV
I sit there in a sleepy haze, my eyes are open but I can still see the nightmarish dream I've just awoken from.

I was hit by a speeding car, Peter couldn't get to me quick enough. When I got hit, I yelled out in pain and I know Peter felt the impact also.

I was dying slowly and Peter was trying to crawl to me. Peter was dying to, literally. He reached out his hand and our finger tips almost connected, but then I died. And in turn, Peter died too.

I don't really know how to analyze it. But I knew that it was true. If I were to die, so would Peter. Or he would at least feel it while I died. I mean, he felt the bullet when I got shot and blead just as I did even though he wasn't the one who was initially shot.

All is quiet through out the house and I sigh. It's to quiet in here, leaving me to my thoughts, I don't want to think anymore.

I grab the remote from off the floor and turn on channel 8. It's 9:55 in the morning and my previous bought a have made me instantly tired.

Forcing myself up I hear the shower running. Peter showering? Must be him, the thought of Peter in the shower makes me grin.

I hobble my way painfully to the kitchen. My leg protesting every step, but if I want to not die of hunger, I have to feed myself.

I suppose I could have asked for help, but I can do for myself. So what if I'm on the verge of toppling over with every step.

I grab a bowl from the cabinet, setting it on he black marble counter. What's in granddads fridge? There's eggs, gross. There's tons of fruit and some bread and one galling of milk. Nothing else.

I grab an apple and two bananas. Im starved. I suppose I didn't need the bowl so I put it away and grab a paper towel instead.

"Riley." My moms voice says behind me. Startled I almost drop my apple.

Instead of grabbing the apple and standing back up. I grab the apple, loose balance and topple to the floor, taking all the fruit with me, but managing to hold the apple from touching the cold hard floor.

"Yes mom?" I ask innocently. She doesn't move to help me up. She just stands and grins over me like a loon.

"Yes?" I repeat myself.

"Oh I actually didn't want anything. Just was going to say good morning to you." She giggles

"Good morning. " I mumble and hold up my hand for her to grab and help me up.

Instead she grabs my apple that I did manage to save, and bites into it. Then leaves me down and walks away.

"You audacious woman!" I yell after her.

"Shhh, it's okay." Her mouth is full as she calls from the living room. "Peter will be down in a second to help you up. "

"He's injured too!" I yell.

"Well you two will just be injured together. " she replies with a mouthful of apple. I can tell she's grinning

"Ugh!!"

I push the bananas away and sit up on my butt so that I'm not sprawled out with my limbs on the floor.

"Why'd you take my apple?" I ask calmly as I grab the counter top and use it to pull myself on my feet, leaving the bananas on the floor.

"The same reason why you grabbed it in the first place you goof, I'm hungry. Duhh. " Now I know she laughing at me. I can just tell.

"Hey Riley?" She asks innocently.

"Yea. " I mumble.

"Where does Peter live?"

"Hmm?" I try to stall. I don't really know what to tell her.

"I don't have a home. " I whip around and hobble to the living room. Peter is hopping his way down the stairs. Holding carefully to the stairwell so he doesn't fall.

"Hmm. How did you two meet, you and Riley? " Peter stops halfway down the stairs and looks to me and then my mom. Who sits comfortably in the couch and takes a huge bite out of the apple and smooths her hair back with her free hand.

I can't tell her that he basically broke into the house and hid in my closet until I noticed that the window was open, and slightly, so was my closet door. She's flip out and I don't need that right now, none of us do.

"Uhm wel-" I start but Peter cuts me off.

"Riley had just walked out the house and she was just so pretty, I had to speak to her. " Though my mom asked the question, he was starring at me. Which made my face go aflame. "When she spoke to me, it was hard to stay away from her. " He smiles "Then we've been inseparable ever since. " He breaks the gaze and smiles at my mom.

"Well isn't that cute." My mom smiles at me and Peter finished hopping down. "Isn't that cute Riley, he's a keeper. "

Peter comes to me and kisses my temple and inhales my hair in the process.

"Don't inhale me when you've just got out the shower. I still smell like outside, dirt and filth. "

He chuckles and kisses my temple again while my mom casually sits there watching us. "I don't mind a little dirt." He leans close to my ear. "I like you a little dirty anyway. " He whispers slowly and so only I can hear.

I glare at him and he shrugs. My mom still smiles like a creeper obviously unaware of his sexy, but Inapropriate comment.

I hobble away and fall back down on the couch. "Aren't you going to see granddad today?" I ask my mom. She doesn't answer, she just grins at me.

"Stop grinning at me, please. It's unnerving. Are you going today or no. You should go early so that you have all the time you need to be with him. " I add

"Your trying to kick me out the house so you can be with Peter alone?" She raises and eyebrow at me.

I give an exasperated sigh and rub my eyes. "No. mother, I am not. " Placing my hands as calmly as I can manage, I speak. "I just thought you'd like to see your father."

"I do. I'll be leaving in a bit." And with that, she leaves us to go upstairs, taking her apple core with her.

"She's crazy." I tell Peter. "Like, seriously. She made me fall over and then instead of helping me up, she took my apple. My bananas I dropped should still be laying on kitchen floor. " I laugh to myself.
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Peter POV
Lorraine returns home with Damon, but there's no smile on her face. She looks disturbed and deep in thought, but like she doesn't want us to know about it.

"What happened?" Riley asks, before her mom could even slip off her shoes. She tries to stand up but lands awkwardly back down on the couch.

"Take it easy Riley. " I warn. She's a hazard to herself.

Lorraine's face has suddenly changed from deep in thought, to all of a sudden happiness. Fake happiness. What happened between the time that she left here to see her father, and coming back?