Playing The Player

The Number Exchange.

I walked to the bathroom, there was quite a line but I didn't need to go toilet.
I just walked over to the sinks and splashed my face a bit with cold water.

I opened my eyes and screamed in fear when I saw the reflection of Wesley in the mirror.

I snapped my body around and saw nobody. Just a herd of confused and frightened women. "I- I'm so sorry." I said before running out crying.

I arrived back to my hospital room within 10 seconds. I just stood at the door, wondering if Demetrius was in there.
I wiped away my tears and opened the door. I kept my head down and sniffled quietly.

When I brought my eyes up to look for Demetri, I ran into a hard chest instead. I almost fell on the floor when someone caught me.

I opened my eyes and saw Lawrence. His breathing steady unlike mine. And his eyes weren't silver anymore, they were more icy blue. He looked effortlessly gorgeous in the moment.

"Leah?"
I tilted my head in confusion. Who in the fuck is Leah?
When realisation finally struck me and my breathing was normal again I corrected him.
"Close.. Laia." I smiled and he laughed to himself.

"My bad, anyways what are you doing in here?" He questioned gesturing to the room that most definitely wasn't mine, it had a slightly bigger and made bed, a television, pictures on the wall and a LOT of 'Get better soon' and 'Best of luck' cards.

"Oh shit." I groaned, holding my face in my hands.

"Wait. What are you doing in here?" I asked and he started choking on air.
"Oh me, I'm here visiting.. my grandma?"
"Right, I'm sorry well I hope she gets better. Oh and.. also, I wanted you to have.."
I continued, quickly searching through my pocket.
".. This!" I handed the Snickers bar to him because I knew if I kept it I would've eaten it in tears.

He chuckled as he took it and began reaching into his own pocket.

"I actually was wanting to give you something as well.." His voice was deep but so soft at the same time, it gave me butterflies.

He eventually pulled out his phone and unlocked it.
He then pointed to my waist and I followed his gaze to my own phone in the other pocket of mine.

"May I?"
Oh my. He's asking for my number. I internally screamed and celebrated before unlocking my phone and handing it to him. I was trying my best to hide my smile but it was just too impossible.

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I stayed in the hospital for the next week and a half, unfortunately receiving no visits or contact from Demetrius. But quite the amount from Lawrence.

I felt insanely comfortable talking to him and we arranged plans to go to the movies in two weeks. He's so sweet and caring.

When I finally got to go home I was happy to find out my mom was here without my dad. But also made me want to ask a lot of questions. Where was he? How was she? What was their situation?  Did he hurt her again?

"Welcome home sweetie." A familiar voice calls and I groan loudly but only inside my head. He wasn't gone after all.

"What are you still doing here? Don't you have a cheating appointment scheduled or some shit?" I argued, avoiding eye contact with the devil himself.

"Not this time, I've decided to stay.. For good." He announced no doubt with a smile plastered across his face since he's Mr.Positive.

"Haha funny joke Patrick. Now seriously which morning are you going to leave unannounced?"
"You are to call me 'Dad' not by my name. That is extremely disrespectful."

"Oh really? I'm so sorry dad but I simply don't respect you. Therefore I simply give zero fucks."

"Watch your language young lady."

"Or what? Are you going to hit me? Hit mom?"

He opened his mouth to yell and I could see his fists clenching. But instead of doing anything he simply huffed and spun around, stomping up the stairs and slamming the door to my mom's room behind him. That's what I thought. Dick.