A Day Before Tommorow

Chapter Twelve June

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Ignore that little promo at the beginning of the video, the song fits Legend really well!

For the first time in forever, the paparazzi didn't bother me. Maybe it was because of Day's comforting touch, or the rush of hiding from something, no matter how harmless it may be, or maybe it was because for the first time since that night with Day, I was happy.

Yes, I was going to the store to buy cleaning solvent for regurgitated alcohol, and yes, the paps were asking me if Day was good in bed, but for the time being it didn't matter. For the time being, I was briskly walking into the cool morning air, doing the most normal thing. It made me laugh a bit.

"What's so funny?" Day asks, smiling and slipping into an alleyway, losing the paparazzi.

"I'm just happy that your back." I answer. He shakes his head and opens the grocery stores door for me.

Luckily it was close, because from here I could see the paparazzi had completely blocked my car. Hopefully they would dissipate by tonight. Or maybe I should be hoping the wouldn't.

Walking in, I'm hit with the smell of bleach and plastic packaging. Bright signs scream out sales and deals, momentarily catching me off guard.

"Cleaning supplies..." Day mumbles to himself, stepping in after me and walking to the back of the store. I follow, still holding his hand, looking back.

"We're going to have to make this quick. The paps seem to have their ways of finding people." I breathe.

Day stops, causing me to run into him. He catches me before I fall, and then wraps his arms around me from behind. "I got you." He whispers. My neck hairs stand up.

"We should probably get Lysol wipes and something that will break the acids down." I reach for the stuff and hold onto it, starting to walk to the register. Day reluctantly lets go of  my waist and grabs a few rolls of paper towels.

Suddenly the paparazzi round the corner. "Shit." Day says under his breath, grabbing my free hand and running down the isle, to a different isle, full of toothbrushes and medicine. He slides to a register and hands the frazzled man a wad of cash. "This good?" Not giving the man a chance to answer, he bolts out the door and I follow, sprinting.

Day looks back at me, smiling. I remember back to before, when he was sick. How slow and sluggish he was. How he had to catch his breath after a few blocks of running. This Day is nothing like that one, in fact this Day is the old one, just older in age and more attractive, if that was possible.

Weaving through alleys, we find ourselves right at the lobby of his apartment building. He presses the elevator button feverently. "Open up open up open up." He looks back over his shoulder, the paparazzi approaching the lobby doors. Just as the elevator doors begin to open, the lobby doors do as well. We clamber in, Day dropping a roll of paper towels. He ignores it and presses the close button. Just as the fastest of the photographers are about to reach the elevator, it closes. I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn it!" Day says, angry. "I lost a paper towel roll!" I giggle and kiss his cheek.

"All of that, and your upset over a paper towel roll?" He smiles.

The elevator chimes and the doors open, revealing a man in a black blazer and business suit.

"What in the hell are you doing in my apartment you goddy trot!" Day spits. I look over and see Tess and Eden passed out on the couch. Tess has a bloody gash on her forehead. I touch Day's arm. He looks over, and seeing Eden unconscious triggers him.

Leaping onto the man, he drops what he was carrying and tackles him down. I run over to Tess and Eden, examining her cut. Caused by a knife, but not deep. Probably just to faze her. As for her unconsciousness, that was caused by her trying to fight back and the alcohol taking over her senses. Same with Eden. Or maybe he had been out the entire time.

I turn back around, and see Day has him in a chokehold.

"Who the hell are you!" He growls. The man grunts in pain.

"Andrew Jameson."

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CLIFF HANGER
WHOOP WHOOP
Does the last name Jameson ring a bell?

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