Beautifully Insane

Chapter 9

It took us half an hour to get to his apartment and when we got there I almost regretted going with him. His apartment building was in a really dirty area of the city and the apartment looked like it was going to crumble.
"The inside is nicer, don't worry. Also the building is completely safe!" Trent said, seeing my discomfort.
"Okay." I said unsure.
He parked the car and got my bags out of the trunk. Then we started walking up to he's apartment. We walked up a dozen stairs just to get to his place because the elevator was broken.
"What floor is your apartment on exactly?" I asked.
"The top."
"Oh..." I gulped.
"Are you afraid of heights?"
"A little."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Is that why you fell from heaven?" He asked.
"No. Just don't. That is literally the worst pick up line ever." I said giving him a withering look.
"Okay, sorry it was just a joke." He replied unlocking his door.
When I got in I gasped. The apartment was nice in a creative way. There was artsy photos, a queen size bed in the middle of the floor, a chest at the end of the bed, there was black, metal stairs going up to he's office and dining room; and finally he's kitchen was in the corner of the bedroom next to the bathroom door.
"Wow this is a nice place." I said in awe.
"Yeah, it's pretty awesome." Trent replied with a grin.
I opened the curtains covering the windows and gasped. You could see most of the city from here, it looked like a photograph. I looked around the apartment one more time and realized there was only one bed. There was couches but they weren't going to fit me.
"Hey Trent? Do you have an air mattress?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Uhhhh...no. We have to share the bed." He said charmingly.
"Oh okay. Ummm...I'm just going to go freshen up."
"Sure, I'll make us some lunch while your doing that." He said flashing me a smile.
I slammed the bathroom door and started to panic. He was so much better looking then me and probably had so much more experience with interaction. His grey eyes were piercing and beautiful. He's pale skin suited his eyes and brown curly hair so well. He's lean figure looked incredibly sexy with his muscles and then there was me.
I still had long, curly, auburn hair that shone in the light but I wasn't as pretty as...Was I about to say blood? No, I wasn't. I was going to say as most girls.
I glared at myself with my wide blue eyes and took my bun out. I let my hair fall and continued to judge myself. My breast were larger than some women but not overly large, but what if he likes girls with huge breast? Then I recalled him touching my breast in the car and realized that he thought I was attractive enough to touch. I calmed down at that thought. I was a tall person but he was taller which would be perfect if we had more interaction.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw that he had made a salad for me but Trent was no where in sight.
"Trent?" I called out.
"I'm just in my office working on some art." He called back.
"Alright." I said.
"Hey after you're done eating there's some books and art stuff on the living room table for entertainment." He yelled down.
I ate the salad he made, then read and drew for the rest of the day until dinner time.
"I'm going to go out and get a pizza for us, okay?"
"Sure."
"You'll be fine without me here, Lucy?"
"Yeah of course." I said and he walked out the door.
As I was waiting for Trent I realized that I could get into my pyjamas before dinner. I wasn't at the hospital anymore! I ran over to my suitcases and opened them for the first time.
Inside were clothes, toiletries, undergarments and lingerie. When I picked up the top lingerie a card fell out. It said that they had to put at least one gag gift inside. I smiled and counted four pieces of lingerie. I started laughing. They didn't think it would come in handy. They didn't think I would have sex for a long time, but I'd show them.
I got one my pyjamas on and waited for Trent to come home. He returned twenty minutes later with the pizza and we sat down to eat. There was minimal talk and after the pizza we cleaned up and decided to get ready for bed. I let him use the washroom first because of my surprise to him.
After he was done I went in with my bag and brushed my teeth. I then shaved and put the lacy, revealing lingerie on. I walked out to the lights off and one candle was lit. I remember Trent telling me he likes to fell asleep with a candle lit, little did he know it would make it so much sexier. Before I walked toward him I noticed a small red light flashing but I dismissed it.
I walked toward him and climbed on top of him, he turned he's head to face me and smirked.
"I was waiting for this." He said smiling.
"Well let's get on with it."
We started to passionately kiss, he kissed my jaw, my breast, everywhere. He ripped the lingerie off and threw it on the ground. Then the rest just happened. It was like my first time all over again. When it was over we both fell asleep.
I awoke to the sound of an alarm clock and a man groaning. I rolled out of bed in a crouch and grabbed the lamp from the side table as a weapon. I slowly crawled to the man's side and whacked him with the lamp.
"What the hell, Lucy?" The man yelled.
"Who the hell are you and how do you know who I am?" I yelled back.
"It's Trent! God what the hell is wrong with you?"
Then it all came rushing back to me. The sex, the hospital releasing me, my parents abandoning me and everything else.
"I had sex with you? What the hell is wrong with me?" I said aloud.
"Excuse me? I saved your ass! Now the morning after we had sex you're treating me a man slut?" Trent yelled.
"Well yeah...you are. Who else would take in a formal patient at a mental hospital?"
"A guy who wants to help people, it isn't my fault I've had a crush on you for months." He said angrily.
"Like I believe that crap!"
"What the hell happened to you? You were so sweet yesterday!"
"I lost myself yesterday. Who wouldn't? My parents left me! Of course I'm going to be damaged, jackass." I yelled.
"Oh yeah? We're the hell are you going to go, if I'm such a jackass?"
"I don't know." I muttered.
I walked over to the bookshelf to get a book, when I noticed that flashing red light again. I moved aside a few books to get a better look at the light. When I saw what it was I turned toward Trent with fury in my eyes.
"A CAMERA?! YOU RECORED US HAVING SEX?!" I yelled.
"Ummmm..." Trent replied, with a lose of words.
"What were you going to do with this?!"
"It...was...why...I..." Trent stuttered.
"Was why you what?!" I asked calmly, but inside I was far from calm.
"It was why I didn't ask you for rent." He replied.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I was going to sell it as porn...and that was going to be how you paid me back." He reluctantly said.
"Well...looks like you won't be able to use that film." I said walking over to the kitchen.
I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a potato masher. I lifted the masher and smashed the camera into little pieces. Even after the camera was in little pieces, I kept smashing. All Trent could do was watch me smash the camera.
"Now, you're going to give me your apartment and you're going to move out." I calmly told him.
"And why would I do that?" He asked in a frightened voice.
"I'm not going to kill you, idiot." I yelled.
"Then what?" Trent asked.
"If you don't move out I'm going to tell the cops about your porn business." I sneered.
"I don't have a porn business." Trent said with a stutter.
"I remember in the hospital when you told that staff member that the only art you were good at was filming."
"Then you said yesterday that you were working on art in your office."
"That doesn't prove that I have a porn business." He spit out.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I checked out your computer upstairs?" I asked.
"I'll get rid of the evidence." He replied.
"Then I'll tell Dr. Drake everything and you'll lose half you're income when he fires you."
"Fine! I'll move out, but how are you going to pay for everything?"
"You're going to leave all the money you have here and your possessions. You're also going to sign off your apartment to me and tell your landlord." I demanded.
"Fine. I'll get the paperwork done by the end of the week. Can I at least have my clothes, toiletries and my work?" Trent asked.
"You can have all of that but you're work."
"What?! That's not..."
Trent stopped mid-sentence seeing the outraged look on my face.
"Alright!" Trent said with his hands in the air.
Trent started packing as slowly as he could and he kept trying to speak to me. Each time he tried I had to restrain myself from slapping him, so I just gave him a withering look instead. When he was finally done packing he tried talking me out of my decision but I kicked him out.
Once he was out the apartment was filled with silence and it possessed an eerie feeling. I dismissed it right away but it still gave me goosebumps. This whole space was mine now, but I was all alone in here. I wasn't sure if this was a win or a lose. Yes, the asshole is gone but I was still all alone. I gave the apartment a once over and something green caught my eye. There was a plant growing in the apartment. A tree.