Unforeseen

Part 2: 5.2

A/n: Reminder that this is a continuation from the last chapter. love ya x b.

Leaving a quarter of the pizza left you pushed the box away and stood up to recline the sunchair completely. You finally laid down and for a third time this evening, lit up the blunt you had rolled up earlier this evening. You puffed away five times and let your body sink more deeply into relaxation. You looked at the six stars you could see in the sky assuming it was a cause of air pollution. Back home it was the same, maybe ten stars at the maximum could be observed, no more, no less.

With the blunt still being held by your right index finger and thumb a huge gasp was drawn out of you as somebody opened the door to the terrace as if they were trying to wake up the entire neighborhood. At least that's what it had felt like.

You sat up in fright and turned to look at Cate in her fucking robe, just like last night. You were mad at the sight of her being a turn-on.

"What the hell?!", you made your annoyance known to her. "I've been looking for you everywhere!", she moved her hands wildly and finished off her statement crossing her arms the way a worried parent would be.

"Well, clearly not everywhere", the thought escaped your lips. Her eyes stopped making contact with yours as she stared around for a second figuring it out quickly.

In a matter of seconds, she had taken the blunt out of your fingers and madly interrogated you, "You're smoking pot?!".

"Give that back, why do you even care?". You took the blunt off her now simply taking it from her hand and placing it beside your lighter.

"Where were you?", her mood was serious now. "I went out for a run", you answered her flatly.

"Did you run a whole marathon or–?", she didn't fucking believe you.

"Shit Cate, you caught me, again! The truth is out was out fucking Bastian and Jack, Marina's boyfriend, because I'm a cheater, I'm a whore and I have no respect towards me or my friends!".

Her throat got caught in an attempt to say something, but no words came out of it, followed by a sigh, searching for what to say. You turned around to get your things off the floor and walked past her mute self. You slammed the pizza box harshly on the counter, followed by the ashtray you had used, wanting to make a statement.

You walked into your room and went straight into the bathroom. Your pee made it clear that your menstrual cup was full so you washed your hands and went back to sit on the toilet.

Pulling your underwear down again, the one Cate found you in, you were reaching for your cup when the door was opened and Cate walked in "Y/n, I–".

"Get out!" you yelled at her and she quickly closed the door with no questions asked.

"Just–!", you paused and lowered your voice, "Just give me a minute". Three minutes later you were washing your hands and drying them off on your lavender-colored towel. You opened the door quickly and walked right out of the bathroom with determination to act some way or do something, though you weren't sure what.