I woke up the next morning with a massif headache. I groan to myself as I look around and don't recognize the room, I'm in, I start to panic a little as I stand up, too fast and get dizzy. I put my hand on my head and slowly walk over to the door. I look down the hallway, not seeing anybody. I just start to walk to the left, only to find dead end. I let out a sigh and turn around, again, and walk the to the other end of the hall.
At some point I find a staircase, leading down to God knows where. I tack step by step, because if I walk to fast, I think my head is going to explode. When I finally made it to the end of the stairs, there was still nothing. Go left or go right? It's just a game of where is Wally.
So, I go left and this time I was right. I walked into living room with still nobody in it. I just start to walk further and ended up in the kitchen where I see Dimitri, Georgia and Charles sitting at the kitchen table.
''Well good morning to you'' Dimitri smiles, I look over at Georgia who puts up her hand and waves me away. A small smile makes its way on my face. I sit down next to Charles who smiles at me.
''Good morning'' he says giving me a kiss. Dimitri stands up and walks over to the kitchen counter to make some coffee. ''What the hell happened last night?'' I whisper to Charles. His eyes went wide for a second, but he quickly recovers as he let out a nervous laugh.
''Nothing much, Georgia and you drank a little too much, you fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow.'' He speaks. I raise my eyebrow at him. I don't really believe his story, I believe that I drank too much, otherwise I wouldn't have a killer headache right now. But I don't believe that between that and arriving here, nothing happened.
''How can you even talk'' Georgia groans from beside me laying her head on the table.
'' It's easier when you're young.'' I smirk at her, but also dying on the inside myself . Her head shots up and the look on her face is just pure irritation. I just smile.
''Enough you two.'' Dimitri says giving my coffee, I quietly thank him.
''So, for how long will you guys be staying in Greece?'' He asks. I look over at Charles. We will go back in three days. Back to the real world. Back to Grey and my father. I haven't really thought about it until now.
Charles doesn't say anything, he just looks down at his coffee. '' in three days I think'' I say, smiling at Dimitri. It looks like Georgia fell asleep with her head on the table. The silence that falls up on us feels a little awkward and I don't know what to do about it, I don't know what to say or ask. Charles doesn't even look at me anymore for some sort of reason. I put my coffee mug back down on the table. ''I'm going to take a shower'' I say and stand up. I walk back to the room I woke up in, the only clothes I have with me are the once I wore yesterday. They're not dirty. So, after I took a shower, I put them back on, not that I have another choice.
I put my hair in a bun and grab all my things out of the room. I hope we just go back to the hotel after this. But when I got back to the kitchen, Charles wasn't there. I look over at Dimitri. ''Where is Charles.'' I ask.
''He said he was going for a walk he will be back.'' Dimitri gives me a sad smile. I tilt my head confused but didn't say anything and just sit back down at the table. Where Georgia is still sleeping. Older people really can't handle their alcohol. ''You need to eat something.'' Dimitri smiles and puts a plate of food in front of me.
I smile at him and look down at the plate. It is almost 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm not even hungry yet. The only thing that's going through my mind is Charles. After I asked him what happened yesterday, he shut me out. I didn't even get to ask him why he's being like this. You don't just walk away right, you talk. Not that we are in a relationship, even further away from it now, I think. He wouldn't have walked away if nothing had happened, right? Or maybe he just wants to take a walk, and nothing happened.
Maybe I'm just overthinking this.
I probably am.
''For it to go in your mouth, you should put something on your fork.'' I hear her groan from beside me. I turn my head to the voice that pulls me out of my staring contest with my food. She sits up, the table printed into her face and drool going down her chin.
''Maybe you should look in the mirror first.'' I say smirking at her. She narrows her eyes and stands up to walk to a mirror. I put some food on my fork and take a bite. Not that I'm hungry, but I need to eat something.
''Do you know what happened last night'' I ask, looking at Dimitri. His eyes wend wide, and he quickly turns around going back to doing the dishes. I raise my eyebrow, so something did happen.
''What is it?'' I ask again, putting my fork down. I stand up and walk over to the kitchen counter. Dimitri picks up a pan to dry it off. But as soon as he sees me walking over, he starts to walk away. '' Nothing to worry about my dear.'' He says from the other side.
''No, No. you clearly know something I don't'' I say getting irritated. Did Charles talk to him?
''As I said nothing happened, don't overthink it'' he says looking down to the pan.
''How can I not overthink it when you say stuff like that?'' I yell a little. But then I remember that I know those people for not even a day, and that made me shut my mouth, putting my hand over it. I whisper a small sorry and a thank you for the food before grabbing my things of the table and walking out of their B&B.
The warm wind hitting my body as I step outside makes me let out a sigh. This is not who I am. I don't yell at people I just met and try to help me. I don't yell at people in general. Maybe I'm on the edge because I just realized that we are going back to our normal life in three days. And I don't know what is going to happen.
I just hope that Charles will come back, so we can at least enjoy those last three days.
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Elastic Heart // Charles Leclerc
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