Capturing Ella

Chapter 17 - Ella

Ten days later, Cornwall.

I stood in the kitchen aimlessly, throwing around a can of Coke from the fridge. I always kind of assumed it would be tricky for me to be in Cornwall when everyone else is sleeping but I didn't realise I would be this bored. Normally, I could just sit around in my bed at home and read but as I was sharing a bed with Crystal, I didn't want to risk waking her up especially as she's being extra nice to me at the moment because of what happened at the party.

Turns out Joe a complete and utter twat. He woke up when I was with the girls, and called Quinn to ask what had happened, and when Quinn had no idea he called Jake - who was working with Michael at the time. This meant by the time we got home Saturday night, Michael was waiting to grill me. Fair play to Michael, he just asked what had happened and when I started crying again sat down with me and hugged me before texting Joe telling him never to touch me again. He must have thought everything turned pretty sour at the end of the night when the chances are we just crashed in the same bed and refused to crash in suits and ugly white dresses with big burlesque wings. It made sense for us to be half naked - I mean there's no shame in it. I quite often walk around at home in just a long shirt. Who needs that to be over sexualised?

'Just tell me if Joe did anything to hurt you?' Michael said as I curled up in his arm, and he was just playing with my hair.

'No, he didn't hurt me.' I said, wiping away my tears. Michael huffed slightly, pulling me in a bit closer and the blanket up to my neck again. I guessed he felt my temperature drop again slightly again which normally meant I was lying whilst being sad. I had managed to get slight control of my temperature but now it was out of control again.

'Then why are you so cold?' He just mumbled and I shrugged. 'This is why you don't drink.'

'It wasn't the drink,' I whispered, and he gave me a sideways look, passing my Pepsi to me. Michael has obviously learnt how to get me out of one of my anxious, sad moments - blanket, hugs, reassurance and sugar.

'Are you normally this forgetful - I don't think so?' He joked, putting my drink back down as I handed it back. 'Beside, Joe has no idea either which is why he called Jake.'

'He's a moron.'

'Of course he's a moron - he touched you.' Michael joked, pulling the blankets up yet again as I kicked them off. 'I vote you do a pregnancy test.'

'Dude,' I laughed at him like he joked. Like I was that stupid. But he wasn't actually joking.

'What, then we'll know nothing happened!' Michael said, and I laughed at his paranoid streak. He's said some pretty bad things, granted, but this was brilliant. I just stuck my arm out and he frowned at me.

'Touch there.' I told him, pointing to my upper arm and more precisely, the bicep muscle. He touched it, wondering what the hell he was doing but then felt the little device under my skin. He frowned, pushing down on it a bit.

'What the hell's that?'

'FBI demands that if you work for them, you have to be on the implant just to make paperwork easier. I'm also on a form of pill just in case that thing breaks. Believe me - nothing is happening down there any time soon. Chill.'

'I don't know if you're trying to show the fact nothing or happen, or literally telling me something happened but not to worry.' Michael joked, and I laughed. It did seem positively bizarre.

But I was still annoyed that Joe had even told his brother that he woke up in my room and I wasn't there. I mean, to even know it was my room meant that he had looked through my stuff and everything, and then to call his brother. Michael and I are incredibly close but I wouldn't tell him that I woke up next to Joe with no recognition of what happened, mainly because he would make me go through every test known to man, before hunting down Joe. I had to then sit through a grill from my brother about bloody safety on nights out and discuss contraception with him. The shit you have to do if you're a girl. Thank the Lords that neither of us found any taboo or awkwardness discussing sex and contraception. Bet Joe didn't have that conversation with Quinn or Jake.