Mesmerized

Chapter 8- One Call Away

"Oh ah hey Thomas, sorry I don't know what I was thinking phoning you sorry," I said immediately feeling stupid and regretting this already.

"No wait, it's okay.Speak." he said still a bit tiredly.

"Did I wake you?" I asked hoping the answer was no.

"Um you know what it's okay don't worry I'm fine," he said and I could hear him sitting up.

"I'm sorry I just didn't know what else to do." I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair and stopped when I realized I was because eww gross I sound like one of those girls in the dramatic, cliche  movies.

"Well babe I am your boyfriend so you'd think you would call me," he said laughing.

"Well 'babe'," I copied him, "you haven't asked me properly or made it official."

With a smirk on my face challenging him. Not that he could see me or anything but one can only hope he feels it through
the phone.

"In due time sweetheart," he laughed and I could literally feel his wink through the phone.

Okay I may have a huge grin on my face right now, but don't tell me you wouldn't. I don't know their is just something about him, it can take pain away, make me happy. But at the same time it feels so terrifying, so fast and a little bit fake or unreal. I don't
know but it just feels... I don't know.

"Holland?" Thomas asked clearly, slightly confused.

"yeah?" I said very softly. Realizing how stupid and unreasonable this phone call was.
 
" Did you need something?" He stated very plainly and emotionless, like it was something he was being told to say.

"never mind" I said hanging up the phone. I wasn't angry, not even annoyed just drained. Emotionally, physically and mentally. I lay on the cool, carpeted floor and in a matter of seconds fell into a long overdue slumber.

However it was unlike anything I'd felt before. I could feel everything.
The slight drool dripping from my mouth.
My throat drying up.
The slight breeze cooing through the left window on the right side of my room.
And the finger on my left arm.

Wait what? My brain processed and immediately woke me from my resting. My eyes flung open to meet with a pair of brown Timberlands.

"Mom?" .

"Sorry Hols, I didn't want to wake you, I just thought you would be more comfortable in your bed."

"Thanks mom," I yawned, giving her a soft smile while dragging my feet towards my bed.

I plopped down onto my bed, slipping under my thick fur blanket, preparing my body for a deep sleep awaiting around the corner.

"Oh and Holland sleep well tonight honey, um your father, your father and your, your brother are coming here for the weekend." She spat out very quickly before leaving the room pretty quickly.

That's okay I guess excepting one tiny minuscule detail she slipped in there.
I do not have
a brother.