Unexpected you

Chapter 2

I'm never one to sleep past six thirty am, however, the dawn brought with it calm and relaxing vibes and I couldn't help but surrender to it. As I open my eyes, I think about how long it's been since I've allowed myself extra rest and enjoyed a morning cup of coffee. Today, I plan to do both. My mornings are normally uneventful, and I usually do the same things every single day. I chug my cold coffee within a minute, and proceed to do unnecessary chores like cleaning spaces that don't require my time, and re organizing the clothes in my drawers. I can't help it. I'm out of control and my OCD has honestly gotten worse throughout the years.

When the brightness of the morning sun peeks through my window, I turn to face it and the warm rays catches my face. Mmmmm—I love it! And there's nothing like being fully awakened by the morning sun. Eventually, I make my way out of the bed, give myself a few seconds to stretch, and slip on my robe and slippers. But I don't feel fully rested, and I'm not ready to start my day just yet. I admit to myself. Perhaps I should allow myself a few more hours of sleep. I mean another two hours wouldn't hurt, right? Staring at my soft pillows, I remind myself that I don't need to be up for Sofie, so I kicked off my slippers and jump right back into bed. Knowing that I won't regret it. Thank goodness for my mother who has voluntarily taken her granddaughter for the weekend.

Chy....I'm coming in! Elaina yells as she walks into my room and proceeds to rip the bed sheets off of me. Guess what? She says while poking me on the side with her index finger. Covering my face with a pillow as I let out a long groan, I respond. Ummm— you finally got Tony to agree on a date? HA HA HA  You're hilarious Cheyenne. You know dam well that I can have that boy whenever I want. Now...stop being a smart ass and get your butt out of bed. We're going shopping! Shopping? I ask in surprise. She speaks as if she's forgotten that we don't have a penny to our name. Okay, now I'm convinced that Elaina has finally lost her marbles. And with what money do you suppose we go shopping with, E? We're broke. I remind her. Duh.... with our rent money. What else are we going to use? She replies as she fans herself with a wad of twenty dollar bills. I know that I'm still on the sleepy side, but did she just suggest we spend this months rent? I was right, she's gone nuts!

ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY ELAINA? Our rent is due today, so no! We aren't shopping with our rent money. I say as I turn onto my side, and shove her away from my bed using both of my legs. I can't deal with her crazy ways at the moment. I have no energy for it. I love my best friend, and I'll usually go along with her ideas, but she is insane for thinking that I would actually agree to doing this. Especially when we had to ask for a week extension on our rent just last month. It was embarrassing and I didn't like the way it made me feel. Irresponsible and unprepared.

Oh relax Chy. Jeez...do you honestly believe I'm that irresponsible? Im crazy, I know, but I'm not that insane, Cheyenne. And how could you possibly think that I would risk being kicked out of this apartment? I mean I love my Dad, but no way am I moving back home because I value my privacy way too much. We'll what are you trying to do E? Because you literally just suggested that we shop with our rent money. Just hush for a minute and give me a second to explain, Chayenne. Dad stopped by this morning to check in on Nicky, just as Mr Ruiz was knocking on our door for the rent and... Wait! I interrupt. Mr Ruiz came by for his rent? I turn to ask. Im surprised to hear this because he usually comes around collecting rents between the hours of five or six pm. Yeah. Elaina replies. Something about leaving town this afternoon, so he's making his rounds this morning. Anyway, Dad insisted on paying our rent, and he did.

Mr Ortega has always been a giver, but this is too much. So let me get this straight— your dad paid the entire nine hundred dollars? I asked in complete shock. He sure did! He also asked how you and Sofie were doing. Well... your dad is a sweet man and you... well you're obviously spoiled! I said as I playfully nudged her. Guess I am. She admits with a big smile. But today, so are you. Dad paid your half as well, Cheyenne. And he insisted that we take our money and treat ourselves to anything we'd like. Lord knows that I'm due for a spa day, so I'll be more than happy to oblige. Of Course you will. I say with a chuckle. But he really shouldn't have done that. That's a lot of money and I'm not sure I feel comfortable about it. It's a gift Cheyenne. One my father could afford to give. Don't worry about it. Now get ready! She instructs while tossing some stoned washed jeans my way and yells. WE'RE GOING!