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Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

This day has been hectic. Jenna and Julie both are probably looking for us, wondering where the fuck we both disappeared together. Especially Jenna, she’d be worried about Lucas being with me at this time, all alone.

Oh no, I don’t even know what time is it right now. All I know is that it has been hours and this guy’s still lying down on the floor, hopefully sleeping. On the bright side, the blood stopped.

 I checked like thousands of times to make sure he is still breathing and now I deserved to relax and rest. I’ve sitting here for an awful long time that my butt feels sore.

There isn’t much to do in a stupid storage room. After Lucas dropped to sleep all I’ve been doing is walking around looking through boxes.

Some have toilet paper and towels. Some boxes have old items like a rare clock or a book shelf, which of course I’m going to take home. I deserve that for saving someone’s life. The rest of the boxes have all boring stuff for the residents of the building.

 If it’s dark outside then Julie and Jenna probably went home with the car. Unless, Jenna is sniffing the ground like a dog to find her scratched up and harmed boyfriend.  

My mom might be worrying about me, calling up Julie or her parents to check or look for us. She didn’t trust me to go with Julie to the mall when she saw Lucas in the front and now it would be worse.

When I think about it now, all that fear of being scared of mom and dad vanished. Sometimes there are things learnt from the mistakes you make and adventures you take. Yes, the lesson of the day.

Thank god this room smells good, because of the air freshener that hung on the drawers handle. Perhaps the person that owns this storage room won’t be here by tomorrow. Well, I’ve got the time to think about what to say to my parents when I reach home.

I stare back at Lucas, wanting to check if he’s still breathing again. The thought of him gone for good send chills up my spine. I saved him and put my effort into keeping him alive, it would suck to have him dead now. Maybe that’s the reason why I’m scared of losing him… all my effort going to waste.

He lay there with his shirt off, his abs showing. Oh boy, he was built. All that though didn’t matter to me right now. Like who cares about all that right now. I just couldn’t help but notice one most important thing though. This was the look of his innocent face.

He was beautiful. He lay there with his eyes shut, his lips closed together and his hair dangling from his face covering a bit of his eyes. Some parts of his hair were tangled. It was perfect. He was perfect.

Wait, what am I saying? I shake my head and look away. I don’t like Lucas, never will. Being his friend is enough. Liking Lucas could be a lot of trouble. Jenna would screw me and Julie would hate me. It would be all weird.

I look up at the ceiling, as I was about to close my eyes, I couldn’t help but notice something that made my stomach squeeze, “ahhhhh!” There was a mouse that ran across the floor. It made me jump up and stand on the chair. I stood on the chair and the mouse didn’t move.

“Shoo, go away.” I whispered to the mouse. Hopefully it could hear me. So dumb, could an animal really understand you to answer back? I didn’t want it to wake Lucas. I think it’s better for him to sleep than to annoy me.

The tiny mouse walks toward Lucas with its tiny feet. “No, no no. Come back little mouse. Eat me, not him.” I’m acting so dumb right now but mice, snakes and frogs are a danger to me. I don’t like them at all. They are so icky and disgusting.