Shattered

Invite Who?

I walk back into the house with a huff, there is a clear contrast to my mood when I come back to this place.

I used to rush here because it was my favourite place, but now I hate having to come back here, I absolutely loath it.

But I agree with Charlotte on this one –irregardless how impulsive and spiteful she is– I have to say she is right.

No one is forcing me to be here, I come back here on my own. It's time I move out. I've clearly over stayed my visit.

I walk into Nathan's bedroom and I shower.

I remove my clothes and stand under the steaming hot water. The hot water touches my body and immediately I relax into its touch. A sigh of relief seeps out of me as the temperature of the water eases the tension and aches on my muscles.

I lather the shampoo and conditioner into me hair before washing it out and covering my entire body with towels.

I throw Nathan's shorts on and his large black hoodie.

When I walk, I almost faint from the scare I get.

Nathan is seated on the edge of the bed. The tips of his fingers are laced together as if he is indulging himself in prayed. His chin rests over his joined hands , his eyebrows dip and knit together.

He is thinking.

I cough to announce my presence. He stares up at me. A small smile plays at his lips and I unintentionally smile back.

I wipe the smile off as fast as it appeared.

"You're back." He starts.

I look at him with disappointment on my face.

No shit Sherlock .

"I was wondering if you'd come with me to a wedding." He says.

"Oh." I say.

I'm still a little pissed with him. And I still blame my period.

"Oh? That's it? If you dont want to go just say it." He bites.

He's annoyed.

"I didnt answer you yet." I simply say.

"And why is that?" His patience is wearing thin.

"Because I'm shocked." I say drying my hair.

His knuckles turn white from the way he is clenching his fist.

"Why are you shocked Gemima?" He pushes.

"Why did you ask me? Why dont you ask your Elizabeth?" I ask sitting on the little couch near the windows.

"My Elizabeth?" He asks.

When he realises that I'm not going to answer him and speaks again.

"If I wanted to take her then I'd have been asking her right now and not standing here." He grits out .

"Oh." I say. Looking bored.

I'm anything but bored. I'm actually enjoying pushing his buttons.

"Oh? You know what Gemima! Forget I mentioned anything to you! Just forget it." He starts to storm off.

"Wait!" I call.

"What?" He yells. I dont flinch.  I guess I just know that he wouldnt hurt me.

How?

I dont know.

"What colour are we wearing?" I ask.

He visually softens. I internally smile. I sure know which buttons to push and when.