𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄

Chapter 23: One

Lana

I sat across from Blair while Misha sat beside her and Rune sat beside me, everyone but me muttered a word while the scene Cyrus and I caused was stuck in my head.

It's currently 8 p.m, he wouldn't come, right? "Lana?" Misha cuts me off my thoughts, I snapped my head up to see them three staring at me with concern.

"Yes?" I asked glancing back and forth between the three, "Are you okay with Blair moving in with me?" Before I could even process the idea my jaw had dropped to the ground.

"You're leaving me?" My voice cracked, "What no, you'll be staying with Rune of course, and I'll just be upstairs" Blair said giving me a smile. 

"And your almost graduating Lana, your birthday is in two months and you'll have to start thinking about your own life" Rune cut into the conversation, Oh I don't like this.

The thing I hate talking about is my life, my future, and what my plans are, "Yes but that isn't until two months" I said with a firm tone gripping my fork while I didn't realize it was stabbing right through my steak.

"Lana it's okay, nothing will be different we'll still see each other-"
"Everything will be different! I- who will wake me up in the morning" That was a stupid excuse.

"Lana you are almost a young adult and you're going to have to start taking care of yourself-"
"Your right" I nod and bite on the inside of my cheek from my thought, Blair is almost about to turn 21, and I'm about to be 18.

I'll be off to college and following my dreams, and Blair she'll...probably have a family when I come back.

And Rune...he'll probably have a girlfriend, the thought of our life's changing in a blink of an eye made me nauseous, "Okay...I get it your an adult I don't want to stop you from doing what you'll like" With that I stood up and headed down the hall.

"Lana!" Blair shouted behind me, I wasn't mad, I guess just sad that I'll no longer be a kid in two months, I'll be by myself.

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It's been four hours, and I haven't been able to sleep, Flipping my pillow over each side while trying to find a good comfortable position.

I throw my arms in the air from my failure, and that's when I suddenly get a random text on my phone, I glance to look at it to realize it had a devil's face on the text.

Oh fuck.

Lucifer: Unlock your door. Now.

Me: Why should I?

Lucifer: Sleepover or more? ;)

Me: Leave weirdo

Lucifer: open the goddamn door Lana or I'll break it down for you.

I walked down the hall toward the front door trying to be as quiet as I could be, this is the third time I've sneaked Cyrus in, I just hope we don't have secret security cameras here.

I unlock the door and before I could shush him he had already barged in, J roll my eyes and loudly whisper out his name just to see him heading toward my room.

What a dick!

I shut the door and run after him, I enter my room and shut it locking the door handle when I see him already laying in my bed, he stared at the ceiling while I let out a groan.

"What are you doing here it's almost 1 in the morning?"
"The real question is why are you still up? aw were you waiting for me little mouse," he stood up and made his way up to me.

I take a step back while he took a step forward till my back hit the door, "Our sleepover?" he tilted his head at me while giving me a cute- weird smile.

"I was joking so you can leave"
"I'm not leaving" he sighed walking toward my empty bed, "Say again?" I arch a brow as I watched him take off his shoes and toss them in the corner while laying down.

As if this was his own fucking house, "I told you I was coming over, and It took me like 20 minutes to get here and I don't want to spend another 20 minutes going back so"

I roll my eyes and let out a scoff, he does owe me for leaving two days ago, I guess it won't hurt if he stayed for tonight...

Cyrus

I watched as she glared at me annoyance that did nothing but please me, I couldn't help my grin as she rolled her eyes and shoved my feet over, I couldn't help but stare as she crawled beside me.

Fuck.

I force my eyes to roam in the opposite direction toward her when my eyes froze in a vase filled with water beside her vanity.

With all the roses I've given her so far, "you kept them" I break the silence not keeping my eyes off the vase, the roses bloomed as if they were brand new.

"yes...I did they look nice"

I watched from a distance as "my mother" brought in another rose for me, she's been handing me a rose since she took me in.

Every day she would at least get me one rose and cut off the thorns for me, she walks up to me with the brightest smile I'd seen on someone's face.

"Here tesoro mio" she hands me the rose, I beam and take the rose from her hand while she wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "Mama can I ask you something?" I glanced up at her while holding onto the bloom.

"Of course, my love, is everything okay? do you think-" She froze in place and gave me a worried expression
"Mama I'm fine, I'm not having another episode I just have a question" I let out a sighed and gazed her in the eyes.

Her pupils dilated once our eyes met, "Why do you always give me a rose" I asked arching a brow at her, her expression turns into a slightly sad smile.

I hate it, so fucking much, "Roses represent love, and I want you to know my love for you is unkillable," She smiled cupping my cheeks while creasing my jaw with her thumbs.

I couldn't help but let out a smile, "There's also this myth, whenever you or someone gives you a rose, it is healthy and still as beautiful as the first day you bought it...it implies they care about you"

Well that makes sense, I have two bouquets of roses that are still healthy after two weeks, "Thats just a myth-"
"But it's not Tesoro, I want you to promise me something when you move to DC with your cousin if you ever meet someone a girl or boy, I want you to give them a rose, if it dies right away they don't deserve you and it's not real love, but if they cherish and treat it with kindness then..."

"They might be the one"