𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒⁽ᴷᵃⁿʸᵉ ᵂᵉˢᵗ⁾ ☆ 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ ★

"It's been about an hour. Do you think they're done yet?" Tom asked.

"I don't know. Do you want me to call Trish just in case?" I asked grabbing my phone out.

"Yeah" he said resting his head in his hand. He looked tired.

I quickly found her contact and called. I put it on speaker phone so Tom could hear it as well.

'The number you are trying to reach is not avail-BEEB'

It went to voicemail. I looked up at Tom as he stared intently at my phone.

"Call again" I nodded and did as he said. It rung for awhile then went to voicemail again.

"Keep calling until she answers" he said.

"Why can't you call bill?" I asked turning to him. He sighed and fell back into his seat.

"I left my phone at home" he said slightly irritated.

I looked back down at my phone. I called her over and over and still no answer. This is pointless.

"She's not going to answer. They're still at it" I said dropping my phone into my lap. "Fuck"

Tom put his seat back and started to get comfy.

"I guess we're sleeping here" he said.

"Really?" I said obviously a little annoyed.

"Yes. I do not want to hear that again" he said as he scrunched his nose a little. It was definitely a little traumatizing. My best friend and his twin brother going at it did a little damage to me mentally. It's always been weird hearing Trish with her ex boyfriend though.

"Y'know we could go to my place. You can stay on the couch and I'll go to my room" I said. "I wont get any sleep unless I'm in my bed"

"You sure you won't mind me staying over?" He asked sitting up slightly.

"No, you'll just be in the living room" I said with a shrug.

"Ok" he said lifting his seat back up. "Can you give me directions?"

"I sorta of have to" I said scoffing a little. He rolled his eyes.

I guided him to where my apartments were. They weren't directly in the middle of town but it was quite a ways considering that he lived on the outskirts.

I had a one bedroom and since it was just me it was easy to take care of. It was a bit more on the pricey side but I could still handle it.

He decided to park in the parking garage which cost money. He kept saying 'I don't want my car to get damaged.' I was entirely ok with it because I didn't have to pay anything to him.

I grabbed my keys from my purse while we went to the elevators. I was exhausted, and I'm sure Tom was too.

I ran down the hallway to get to my house and quickly put the key in to unlock the door. I looked back to see Tom lightly jogging to catch up. I smirked and shut the door. I could hear him freaking out a little on the other side.

"Cmon on, Y/n! I'm tired. Please just open the door." He said as I heard a small thud on the door.

I opened the door and put my stuff on the table. I hear Tom walk in and shut the door, so I walked down the hall to my bathroom and started getting ready for bed. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth.

"Goodnight!!" I yelled as I entered my room. No response.

I sighed a little and assumed he was already asleep.

I got under my sheets and fell asleep the minute my head hit the pillow.

..

I woke up when I heard my door open. I turned see Tom standing in my doorway.

"What the fuck...? Tom y'know that's pretty creepy right?" I said slowly getting up. He didn't answer me and slowly started walking towards my bed. "Tom, what the hell? Are you ok?" He continued to walk towards me ignoring my questions. I scooted back in my bed a bit trying to get away from him.

He stopped. I couldn't see his face because it was the night, but he bent down in front of me and looked at me for a couple of seconds. Soon enough he immediately crashed his lips into mine and grabbed my waist, pulling me towards him. It took me a second to process what was happening, and I started to freak out. I tried pulling him away, but his tongue continued to go deeper into my throught. I stayed still, not kissing him back, praying that he'll stop. Instead he pushed me onto my back and started to roughly suck and lick my neck.

"Tom! What are you doing!?" I yelled out. Finally gaining enough strength to push him off. I don't know what the fuck was up with him, but when he looked back he me his eyes were wide open.

"I-I'm sorry" he said before rushing out of my room and slamming the door shut. I was flabbergasted. I stared at the door trying to process what happened and decided to lock it.

I got back into my bed and tried to ignore it. I can't tell if it was a dream or not, but I'm praying to god it was. I know it'll be awkward. To be honest though, it sound like a future me problem. I need to get sleep now, so I'll deal with it in the morning.