Abditory

𝓜é𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓮

I ended up in a bed. 

It wasn't mine. 

I choose not to care. As I rolled over, I propped my leg propped itself up on something. 

I opened my eyes and found Kallen snoring beside me. 

Ah fuck. 

I didn't did I? 

I forced my eyes all the way open and stifled a yawn. 

My feet hit the cold cluttered floor of Kallen's cottage. 

I shivered. 

The rain made a hard assault against his cottage. I pulled the blanket that was wrapped around Kallen and hugged it over my shoulders. 

He groaned. 

Rolling my eyes I pulled the comforter over his body and he hummed in approval. "Thanks Cal" he mumbled sounding half-dead. 

I walked into his kitchen and stared up a coffee. 

"Kallen?" I called to him. 

He took a deep breath and shifted himself towards my direction. 

"Yeah" he asked tiredly. 

"Did we have sex?" I asked defeated. 

He sat up in bed and laughed throatily. 

I looked at him startled. 

"No Calenthe I would never take advantage of you like that." he deadpanned. 

I walked over to the bed and handed him a cup of coffee. 

"Although" he crooned. "I wouldn't mind now that you're sober" 

I laughed and sat on the bed. 

"In your dreams" 

He shuffled over to me a threw a lazy arm around my shoulder. 

"How did you know that's what I was dreaming about?" he mused. 

I smacked him on the chest and laughed boisterously. 

The room got quiet and I leaned on him. He tugged me in and patted my back. 

"How are you feeling?" he asked soberly. 

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. 

"I don't know" I answered. 

I mostly felt numb. All the hurt and anguish and despair was there but it didn't captivate me. I didn't let it control me. It just kind of hung there like a shadow. 

I didn't try and push it away. I deserved all the pain. 

"Hey, why don't we go hang out with everyone? I'm sure they're at the mainland preparing some elaborate rainy-day feast." Kallen suggested. 

He dragged me off the bed by my arms and I moaned. 

"Don't be making those noises Cal. I'm serious." he joked. 

I rolled my eyes, "You're too horny for your own good." 

He smiled. 

I followed him over to his mess of a wardrobe and he pulled out a pair of shorts and a white tank top. 

"Here, throw this on." he threw me the clothes. 

I held them up. 

"Kal these are huge." I stated. 

He faked a shocked face. "Are you calling me fat?!" he mused. 

I laughed and walked into his bathroom, stripping off yesterday's clothes.