It's Not-Yeah, It's Cold

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(A month later)
Emery's P.O.V

The next morning I woke up with my blanket half on. It was a bit cool in my room, it seemed too early. I groaned and looked over at my clock.

2:12 a.m.

It was too cold for this. I put on my favorite fuzzy socks and walked to Nico's room. I opened the door and he grabbed his sword, thinking I was an intruder. He pinned me to the wall, still not knowing who I was yet.

I chuckled and pushed past him. I felt his stare behind me as be turned on his light. I groaned and jumped on his bed. I snuggled into the blankets that had his musky smell.

I heard him sigh and turn off the light. Then he joined me in the blankets. I did this often, complaining that it was nothing after a while, but he always knew what was wrong.

I laid on my side, his chest facing my back. I didn't dare look him in the eyes. I was embarrassed every time I told him.

"Nightmare?"

The word crawled up my spine and made me curl up in a ball. He grasped me and turned me over to face him.

Those same dark hazel brown eyes stabbed me. Those were the eyes that I thought I would never see in the pit. I was always afraid of dying and never being able to tell him that I was sorry.

I know that we're over. It happened. But I was always afraid that him, being my friend, would break him. Like I would weigh him down.

But by the way he holds me every night, I get reassurance. He forgives me and we go on. But I'm also afraid that monsters will come for us and ruin this for us.

And yes, us. Cammy, Nico, and I. Our little, broken family, of three. They both have a role in my heart. Cammy may have done wrong, but she apologized, and I forgave her. Nico, he was different. From the moment I saw him, I just knew it.

When I first started falling for him, he hated me. I hated him. I hated the way I would think about him every so often and I meant nothing to him.

But, I'm not going to stay in the past.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep to the sound of Nico humming.
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When I woke up the next morning Death Breath was still next to me. I crawled over him and made it to my room.

I had changed into some black pants, brown boots, a grey sweater, a green jacket, and a cute scarf. I grabbed a black bag and walked into the living room.

I halted and walked into Cammy's room. She was changing and I checked my watch instead of staring at her. She knew I was there already.

She sighed and I made a 'c'mon, we're late' motion to her. I didn't think immature anymore, I don't know why.

Then I woke up Nico and left him a note to read.

Got to go to school. Cammy is walking, so am I. Not staying after school.

Xoxo, Emery

I heard his footsteps follow and I stoped at the door. He kissed my cheek and put a black beanie and mittens on my hands.

I groaned and tried to pull them off.
"I don't want them. It's not cold."

"Yes it is. You'll get sick if you don't wear them."

I opened the door. "It's not-" I paused and the cold ass air hit me. "Yeah, it's cold."

I groaned and let him put them back on me. "Bye, see you after school!" I yelled and waved.

Cammy had left before hand so she wouldn't be late, her school was farther than mine. I walked and waved to people nearby.

I bumped into someone, dropping their things. I apologized a billion times.

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