The 2 Lost Ones

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When I fully calmed down, I wouldn't go back in the passenger. I just wanted to stay in Lysander's embrace even if I'm clingy annoying him.

Lysander didn't seem to mind me being clingy, infact he loves it when I am because he genuinely loves providing for me.

Lysander pulled his seat belt over us both and made sure I was comfortable before putting the car in auto drive.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and lay my head in the crock of his neck whole he played with the curls in my hair.

We got to the house 20 minutes later. The lights were off so meaning Joe wasn't in the house.

Lysander unbuckled us and got out with me in his arms. Carrying me bridle style since I'm still wearing a dress, if you know what I mean.

We entered the house, letting in the smell of weed and alcohol enter our nose.

Lysander didn't stop moving until we were inside my room. He locked the door behind us like usual and sat me on the bed.

He went searching inside my drawers and pulled out my favorite hoodie of his that he gave me a few years back when I first realized I didn't have a crush in him but loved him instead.

He then moved on to my undergarments. I didn't bother to stop him since I was too tired.

Lysander didn't look but rather stuck his hand in and grabbed a random pair of bra and underwear that didn't even match.

He placed the clothes out for me on the bed beside me.

"Take a shower," He told me.

"I don't feel like it," I murmur tiredly.

"You smell like the club and alcohol," He stated flatly."I'm gonna start the bath for you." Is all he said, then unlocked my bedroom door and walked out. Seconds later, the sound of water filling up the tub echoed around the house.

I clothes my eyes and all I could see was Joe and his friends all smiling down at me as they took off my clothes.

My eyes snapped open. I quickly made my way to the bath where Lysander was feeling the water and hugged him from behind.

"Don't leave again even if it's for a moment. I don't want to be alone right now," I begged him.

"Ok."

Lysander sat on the toilet seat, not once looking my way as I slipped out of my dress and into the bathroom he set for me.

I quickly washed myself off with the rag as I didn't want to keep Lysander waiting even though he probably didn't care about how long I took.

Once I was done, I let out the water and stood up, reaching for my towel on the rack , wrapping myself inside it, and stepping out the tub.

"I'm done,"

Lysander got up. I followed behind him as we went inside my room.

I changed into the hoodie and shorts he picked out for me earlier.

Lysander only took off his shirt like always before bed.

I took my brush up from its spot on my dresser and handed it to Lysander.

For the time in forever, he didn't complain.

I sat in between his legs on the bed, and he ran the brush through my long over curly hair, in my opinion.

When Lysander was done, he put it in a loose braid, for it wouldn't be too knotted when he brushed it in the morning.

We both crawl into my bed with me, having my bad to the wall and Lysander's back to the door.