I Choose All of You

Chapter Eight

 Apparently Mariah and I both fell asleep on Liz's shoulders. The train came to a stop and it jolted me awake.

"You know you sleep talk," Liz commented as she shrugged Mariah off.

"I do not," I groggily retorted.

"Yeah but you say some weird shit. I couldn't make out half of it and I am right here," Liz laughed.

We all stood up and someone went around, shaking people awake. Soon we all made it back into the warehouse through some back door I didn't know existed. Looked likesomeone used a key.

"Alright goodnight guys," Mariah yawned.

"We all legit sleep in the same room as you," Liz said as Skylar and I followed her down the halls.

We passed the dining hall when my stomach grumbled. I was really tired but the thought of a midnight snack sounded more enticing.

"Hey guys, I'm going to get something quick to eat and then go to bed," I said stopping.

The girls all turned to look at me and then at each other with a shrug.

"Yeah sure, goodnight. Kitchen is in the far back left," Liz waved me off and they all left.

I entered the dark dining hall. Tables were clean and chairs and benches sat pushed underneath them. The moonlight from the ceiling glinted on the polished table tops. Wow this was the cleanest I've seen this place. My shoes were the only sound I could hear now. I made my way to the kitchen door and pushed it open. It was cool "sneaking" around, maybe this is what Friday will be like.

I found two large double door refrigerators and opened one of them. The light from the fridge illuminated my face and kitchen in a soft glow. It was full of vegetables, condiments, leftover tubs of food, and juice jugs. This looks nothing like my fridge at home. I moved a carton oflemonade to the side and grabbed the milk.

As I closed the door I jumped and came face to face with a tall figure in the dark.

"Up so late," a deep voice asked.

I let my eyes adjust to the dark and saw that the person in front of me was Atlas.

"Atlas you scared me," I half whisper half shouted at him.

He chuckled and opened the cabinet doors next to him and grabbed a drinking glass, "I like drinking milk when I can't sleep too."

I then noticed a half empty glass of milk on the counter behind me and smiled, "oh twins." Why did I say that? TwiNs.

Atlas took the milk from me and opened it, pouring a glass before handing it to me.

"Thanks," I said taking it from him.

He put the milk back in the fridge. Momentarily lighting up his figure. He wore a tight black tank top and black baggy sweats. His scattered arm tattoos curved along his biceps, which looked quite defined in the fridge lighting.

"Sit with me? I heard it's good to talk to someone if you can't sleep," Atlas said motioning for me to follow him.

We walked around the counter island and to the other side. I watched as he opened a small window on the wall, and a ray of light lit up to a circular ring on the floor. He then grabbed the half full glass of milk on the counter, and sat down on the ground.

I gave him a weird look and he laughed, "Don't worry the floor is clean. I just cleaned it."

I sighed and sat across from him on the floor.