Kill of the night

Chapter 16

April 29th

Melbourne

Josie

Even though I took a pill last night, this morning I wake up with a headache anyway.

"Ugh my head is killing me" - I complain on the call, pulling a skirt up my legs

"Same" - an exaggerated sigh comes out of my friend's lips

"I wish my headache was from a hangover instead of fatigue. You have no reason to complain."

She gasps - "Don't belittle my pain girl, that's pretty ugly. Anyway how are the gigs going?"

Leaving my hotel room I lock the door - "Today is the second and last one and to be honest the first one was incredible, I lost count of the amount of pregnant women who asked for my contacts yesterday."

"Omg that's amazing Josie, your pianist wings are finally spreading" - I chuckle as quiet as possible so people don't think I'm a maniac who laughs into her phone

"Enough about me, how are you? It's so weird to spend some time away from you considering we live together now."

"Well since you asked, I've been having wild sex all over our apartment"

I stop in the middle of the stairs closing my eyes tightly trying to keep that image away - "Please tell me you're kidding"

"I totally am"

"Jesus almost gave me a heart attack thinking you had sex in my bed"

"Of course not, only in the shower"- I laugh again influencing her to do the same

"Ok too much information, love you byee"

"Bye Jo, I'll call you later to find out about the gig. Good luck, not that you need it."

As soon as I get to the breakfast area I look for a familiar face, Robert or one of the violinists but after standing there with a grumbling stomach not finding him I decide to go to one of the empty tables. It's ten in the morning and the tables are full, so I take a seat at a two-person table in the corner of the room.

A little sad not having anyone for breakfast.

For some annoying reason, which I wish I could come up with an explanation for, my mind wanders to Harry and I decide to text him

Me: Good morning, hope I didn't keep you all night worried about me

Me: Ps I know I didn't because you were sleeping like a pig when I turned off facetime

"Is this seat taken?"

I jump slightly in place not expecting to have company here this morning. Putting the phone down, I look up and see him

"Drew--good morning" - I say awkwardly not feeling entirely comfortable having breakfast with him

Ignoring my clear discomfort, he drags the chair and sits in front of me - "Good morning, how did you sleep?"

"Well--good, I needed a break. And you? Did everything go well yesterday?"

I don't want to ask questions about his suspicious conversation with that man but I can't look at him now and not think about it.

"Yes, there was a little inconvenience but nothing that I couldn't solve in time" - Nodding slowly, he smiles at me

While we're eating, Drew makes small talk, telling things about himself and asking questions about me while I keep my answers short and to the point. I don't even know how true the information he tells me is.