Regrets

22

I woke up shivering. The cold was hitting my face, causing me to move around and wake myself up.I sat up and realized I was on the couch, but something was off.

Although it was dark, with very little light coming through the kitchen windows, I allowed myself to fully examine my surroundings, I realized I was back at the house. I was wrapped in a red blanket with bottles scattered on the floor. The world was still a little fuzzy and slightly spinning. Slowly, I held the blanket as I got up from the couch and made my way to the stairs.

Steadily, I went up and past by an open door. I peaked inside and saw Tord laying in bed. He seemed cold, then I realized I was in his blanket. Still in a haze, I shut his door and continued on to my own room, to my own bed, and with his blanket.

Opening my eyes once more, I awoke to the television blinding my eyes. Searching for the remote and finally turning it off, I looked at what I was leaning on and noticed the hand on my shoulder, with a familiar scent of vanilla and caramel, topped with a hint of smoke.

Slowly, I maneuvered my way out without disrupting him and as quick as I left his side, the cold air rushed my face. Wrapping myself tightly with my blanket, I glance at Tord and notice him shiver. I reached out and felt the sheets he had, thin. No warmed at all. I shook my head and unwrapped myself from the warmth of the fabric and allow the cold air to embrace me. Making sure he was somewhat warm, I went to my bedroom and slept in my own bed. The sheets weren't as warm, but something in me was all the warmth I needed.

The annoying sound of Toms ringtone rang through the room. I moved around to try and reach towards the sound but found that my arms were covered. I peak down at my arms and see a blue blanket loosely wrapped around me. Without a second thought, I reached from underneath the blanket and found Toms cell. Declining the call, I stood and made my way to my bedroom, not before hearing Toms snoring at the end of the hall. Still in a sleepy gaze, I went into my room and grabbed my blanket, went down the hall to Toms room and tucked him in as best I could. I shut the door on my way out and went to my own bed. Even though the apartment was cold, I was surprisingly warm.