Why Do I Keep Counting

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Martha woke up on her couch feeling disorientated. She sat up slowly expecting her head and stomach to be thumping and pickled, respectively, but she was surprised to find she must have killed only a few thousand brain cells, because she only had a little bit of a headache. She smiled when she saw the cold cup of tea sitting beside her on the table and remembered how sweet Brandon had been the night before, how he had laughed and chatted and even sang to her. Her stomach filled with fluttering butterflies at the thought of him, but she had been here before, Brandon giving the signals like he was into her, but then building a wall at the last minute. Martha sighed and picked up her phone, a smile took over face as she read his text.

Martha: Hey, thanks for looking after me last night! x

Brandon: Wow, you're awake! Thought you'd be sleeping till at least two! You were no trouble and I know you looked after me that night in London. x

Martha felt her heart beat faster, she thought she had got out of the hotel room before he noticed her that night.

Martha: I'm actually not that hungover! Did Ronnie say I helped look after you the night you drained the bar of bourbon? x

Brandon: No, I woke up in the night and saw you in the other bed and when I asked Ronnie about it he said you sat with me to make sure I didn't throw up. x

Martha: I thought I'd got away with it! I fell asleep, but I thought I'd got out before you saw me! x

Brandon: Caught! I guess I never said anything, because I was such an asshole to you that night and you were still my guardian angel! Thank you! x

Martha closed her eyes as she let his words sink into her heart, 'guardian angel', man he was good!

Martha: You're welcome! Even though I just watched you sleep in a dark hotel room, it sounds pretty weird if you think about it! x

Brandon: Ha ha! Let's keep it in the angelic realm! Are you around today? x

Martha: Yes, I'll be home all day, do you want to come over? x

Brandon: Yeah, I'll be over in about an hour, is that ok? x

Martha: Only if you bring some tacos! x

Brandon: Hungover and hungry? Done! x

Martha: Thank you! x

Martha placed her phone down and took a deep breath. She shook her fists and cheered as she felt real excitement at the thought of Brandon coming over. She knew something had changed in him and she was going to be ready. She showered, dancing around in the water feeling elated. The dancing and singing continued as she dressed and dried her hair. She stood at her mirror, fixing her hair into a high ponytail, when she heard a knock at the door.

"He's a little early," she thought as she bounded down the stairs, throwing open the door with a smile. Her heart dropped like a stone into a deep pool.

"Hi," Mitchell said with a stony face.

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