The Devil and I.

The Mistake.

I woke with a start when I heart the front door slam.  Oh Emily what have you done. I stared at the ceiling wondering why my life when to shit so quickly and why I had let it. Morgan. His name was Morgan. Mr tall and ginger. I sat up surveying the damage to my room. The door was broke, we couldn't get it open fast enough, the mirror behind the door was completely smashed, we couldn't get the door open fast enough so when we broke it, it swung and shattered the mirror, I remember me giggling at our eagerness. The room was still pretty good apart from a large dent from bed on wall collision that I'd rather not talk about. He had stayed till the morning, it was 8am and he had just left. I felt like I had somehow violated the memory of my mother for three reasons 1) being fairly drunk 2) bringing a complete stranger in and 3) having the most amazing night I've ever had. I got up to have a shower, I put on my light purple bath robe only to find scratch marks on my pale flesh from last night. I sat back on the bed shocked by the fact they are still there and the length of them, they looked angry and by that I mean red and raised. I don't remember them happening but it must have, I knew he was being rough but I didn't think it was that rough. I went and had my shower hoping it would calm them down. I went downstairs still towel drying my hair when I found Newt and Dolly sitting in my kitchen, Newt was in green jeans and a long sleeved white shirt, Dolly was in a below the knee red dress with leggings and flat shoes. "You didn't text us so we got worried." Newt said not even facing me but I guess the noise of my footsteps and Dolly's face gave the game away. "Well hello to you too. I didn't text because it's 8 in the morning and as you can see I've just got out of the shower."
"We are sorry Em, it's just me and Newt got worried." I envied Dolly she could get totally off her face one day but still look stunning the next as if nothing had happened, Newt on the other hand looked like he didn't sleep at all. "Em, sit down please." Newt was finally facing me but by the looks on their faces I didn't think I'd like what I was about to hear. "Em, we are giving up the drugs." Straight to the point, lovely. "It's been two years. You and Dolly were 18 and I was 20 but now you two are 20 and I'm 22 I just feel like it's time we grow up and deal with the problems like adults."
"Well...Newt, Dolly...if you're both going to go clean then so am I. I need you both and this is a big brave decision but you're right we have to stop."
Dolly looked slightly shocked like I was incapable of changing my life for the better. Newt was right, two years is a long time and it did make us feel better for that short amount of time but now we have to grow up. Newt looked at Dolly, from Dolly to me and smiled. This wouldn't change our friendship we would still be a team. "Right well, we wasn't on anything to heavy so coming off it should be easier." Newt had both mine and Dolly's full attention. I am more stunned over neither asking about Morgan but if they weren't going to mention him I certainly wasn't. "Right, well I'm going to get dressed because as much as I love you both I'm only wearing a bathrobe."
"We have to get going anyway Em, Dolly is meeting her mother in town in about an hour."
We said our goodbyes then I went to get changed. When I got to my bedroom I noticed my window was open. I definitely didn't open it. On my way to close it I noticed a sheet of paper on the chest of draws that wasn't there before, it was being weighed down with my phone so the wind from outside didn't disturb it. I closed the window and picked up the note, it read;
Hello Emily,
I've added my phone number to your phone. I was going to come back and give it to you but I saw Newt and Dolly was with you. Sorry I left the window open but those things are really hard to shut when you're leaving through them.
I'm also sorry I left without saying a word to you or even waking you, it was rude and I apologise. I'm also very sorry about damage to your door, mirror and wall I will replace the door and mirror...can't do much about the wall.
Morgan.
Honestly the first thought in my head was great I slept with a burglar. I picked up my phone, then put it back down was I really going to text a man who broke into my house? Yes I was but I was going to get changed first. I put on some black skinny jeans and a big grey jumper and tied my hair up, I made my bed, cleaned up the broken bits of mirror and threw that and the frame away, then I returned to my phone. I had no idea what to say. I type hi but then delete it then I type thanks for the note and I delete that too. Why would I be thanking him for a note he broke into my house to leave. I took a deep breath I was getting worked up over a text just one text to which he may not answer to.
Emily: hey, it's Emily. Thank you for offering to pay for damages but that won't be necessary. Can I ask why you thought the next logical step to knocking at the front door, was breaking in via my bedroom window?
Sent.
I put my phone in my back pocket and started cleaning the living room, it wasn't dirty but dusting and vacuuming can take your mind off a lot of things. My phone vibrates alerting me to a text. I thought it would be off Newt telling me about Dolly and her mother. They had only recently gotten in touch, because she was still pretty hurt over her not uncle abuse which her father admitted to knowing what was going on a few years later she lost touch with her mother as well as her father, but now it looks like she is on the road to letting her mother back in. So with that thought in my mind I leave it till I have finished cleaning Newt will understand he knows I like to keep this place clean and clutter free. An hour later I check the text;
Morgan: it wasn't breaking in. It was being mysterious.
This guy has a warped definition of mysterious.
Emily: I think you should google what mysterious is.
Sent. Now I'm home by myself I feel a bit lonely. It's times like this I really miss mother she would always fill the gaps in the silence because she knew how over the years I began to dread prolonged silence. It just doesn't feel natural that this house should be so silent. I sit on the sofa and put on the TV, it's better than nothing, the news is on so I decide to watch that but the news is all grim nower days with floods hitting in most places and terrible rain and storms in others. In the middle of a weather warning there is a knock at my door. "Newt did you forget something?"
"It's Morgan." Calls the voice from behind the door. I stand in the hallway miming what the fuck is this?? I gather myself and open the door, " well Morgan, did you forget something?" He smiles at me it's now I notice his teeth are perfect, none are chipped, they are all straight and blinding white like off toothpaste adverts. His skin is perfect too not a freckle, scar, mole or imperfection in sight just beautiful slightly tanned skin.
"Well I did forget one thing." And he kisses me with all the passion of 1000 lovers combined. Again I feel that strange sensation but I let it fill me up, I let it dive into every black pool in my soul and for a while I feel like the me before mother died or the me before dad left. When we break apart I didn't know what to say so he took charge and said "by the way I did Google mysterious it is an adjective meaning difficult or impossible to understand, explain, or identify."
"And breaking through my window was difficult to understand so I guess I will let you off the hook." He smiles and then he leaves. Which i guess is impossible for me to understand because first of all he leaves without a word this morning, and then he leaves the letter, and then he turns up unannounced, kisses me and leaves. I honestly was left confused. Who was this man? Now I know but then not a clue.
It was my mistake that I let Morgan in after just one night, I'm not normally like this I after feeling numb for so long it was nice to feel something. With Morgan I felt strangely comforted and sedated, it was like finding a new high and after Newt said we wasn't doing drugs anymore I needed to find something to keep me occupied.