Subterranean | H.S.

S05

Persephone's pov

Today I'm having a day off, that's why I decided to unpack all the boxes, in the meantime. I'm not going to visit Arnie today, since his family will come to see him and today the club's closed, cause Jeff needed to get some things done.

I absolutely couldn't sleep at night. I didn't feel safe at all. I thought I heard some cracking as if the floor was creaking under someone's feet and then I thought the tap was on. I was constantly getting up, checking, walking around my flat like a psycho with a pair of scissors in my goddamn hand. My imagination had a really great time, while I was going insane.

I'm supposed to meet Jack today and I look and feel like shit. We agreed to meet at my place and talk. I have a feeling this is gonna end exactly how I want to because we kind of already started talking about it.

I'm still in my bed, the duvet next to me, my body completely uncovered. My head resting on my pillow.

I lock my phone and put it next to me. I let out a sigh and get up. My hair is all over the place. I make the bed quickly connect to my speakers and turn on the music.

I click on one of my favourite playlists 'cleaning my room and singing out loud'. I almost moan when I hear Sex on Fire.

I dance through my bedroom and hallway, into my bathroom. I'm taking my clothes off and shaking my body. I step into the shower and turn on the water. A cold stream hits my hot skin. I take a quick shower to refresh myself and then brush my teeth. My wet hair laying on my shoulders. After I wrap my body in a towel I'm going back to my room and put on lingerie and a simple, yellow, short skirt with a yellow, matching, small sweater. I button up only one button and walk barefoot to my phone.

Arabella starts to play and I smile to myself. I love this song. I dance around my flat and grab random objects from boxes and try to find a good place for them.

I have no idea how long it's been since I started. I feel my empty stomach rumbling. I look at the one last box and decide to just unpack it and have it done. I place everything right where I want it and go to the kitchen. My hand grabs a fresh croissant and put it between my teeth, making tea in the meantime.

I'm probably crazy for this one, but I absolutely hate coffee. The taste is something I can live without plus I don't need an energy buster, since I always have it.

I hear a knock and turn the music off, waiting for another knock. After I hear the second knock I rush towards the door right away. I stop for a second before I can lay my hand on the handle.

Riley's gonna kill me for this one.

I unlock the door and open them slowly.

''Hi'' A well-known voice comes into my ears and I look up.

His dark hair looks messy at the top of his head, falling on his forehead. Dark eyes are focused on mine, but I can see him looking down at my clothes. Dressed in all black, looking just how I remember him.

''Hi.'' I smile and let him inside.

I turn around after I close the surface behind him.

In front of my eyes is a bouquet full of pink tulips. I gasp and put my hand on my collarbone.

''T-thank you.'' I murmur and take flowers from his hands. ''Welcome to my place.'' I move my hand around the room in a gesture to show him around.

''Thanks, baby.'' I blush at his words.

My nose sniffs flowers while I'm walking into the open kitchen.

''Wow.'' He speaks under his nose but it's meant for me to hear it. ''The kitchen you always wanted. Pretty much the place that you always wanted.''