Chapter 3: Foggy London

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I woke up to the sound of someone opening my window. As my eyes adjusted to the light I realized it was Ominis moving about my room. I yelped, quickly pulling my quilt over my naked breasts and reaching over to wake Sebastian only to realize, he was gone.

"Om... Ominis," my throat clenched with nerves, "Good morning, you scared me."

"Good morning darling," he turned to me and smiled the emotion not quite reaching his eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to spook you, I thought you might like some fresh Irish air before we head out to London."

Ominis walked about gathering my bags and other necessities for travel. He'd always been attentive and notorious for planning ahead and being prepared. For someone who was blind, he surely made Sebastian and I feel useless at times. But today he felt... off?

Had he heard Sebastian and I last night? He would say something if he had, right? Should I say something? Was I being crazy?

"I uhm.. Ominis, I need to get dressed." My mind suddenly returning to my naked body under my quilt.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ominis said, his cheeks quickly flushing as his eyes darted back and forth nervously. "I'll go and wake Sebastian."

Ominis hurried out of my room closing the door behind him. Perhaps he hadn't heard anything and I was just anxious about the trip. Maybe I was just projecting my anxiety onto him.

I looked around my room, all was normal. My sheets and quilt slightly more wrinkled than usual, and I could still smell Sebastian on my pillows. I held one tightly to my face, taking in a deep breath as memories from the night before flooded my brain.

"Geez Ominis, must you be so rash!" I heard Sebastian shouting from down the hall, surely Ominis had waken him roughly, as always.

I let out a sigh, as my brain started to scramble thinking about all my mixed feelings. I shook my head and made my way to the bathroom for a shower.

***

As I climbed down the stairs, I could hear Ominis shuffling about, making sure we had everything packed. 

Sebastian was in the kitchen cleaning up some dishes. As I walked in, he looked up and smiled, that crooked smile that made my heart skip a beat. "Hey! I made you a sandwich to eat on the train, you took a while coming down so we ate already."

"Oh, thank you, I appreciate that." I looked over at the sandwich, my stomach grumbling, my heart and my mind raced. "Are you...ok?" I asked, remembering the whole reason of our trip but also wondering why he slipped out of my room while I slept without a word last night.

"I... I guess, I don't know honestly." His words stumbled as he returned his attention to the dishes, his smile fading.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up I just, I can only imagine how hard everything is right now." I couldn't imagine, not exactly. I wrapped my arms around myself as I thought about my parents and Fig. The pain might be similar, but it's never the same.

"I'm sorry, I know you have lost loved ones too, you don't need to worry about me." Sebastian said, clearly thinking about my own losses himself.

"You don't need to apologize," I said as I walked over to him, my arms craving to hold him again.

"Hey, you two! Almost ready?" Ominis walked into the kitchen startling me, his coat draped over his arm. His hair was still perfectly combed and his 3 piece suit perfectly straight even though he'd been running about packing for all of us all morning.

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