Bad Timing

Bad Timing - Chapter 6

"Hey, baby boy." You pick up Will and he giggles as you toss him in the air. Your phone buzzes and you quickly put him down to check it. It's Laura asking you if you want to hang out later, you ignore it. Mattie hands you a mug of tea. "Thanks." She nods and sits down in the chair across from you. "Now, do you want to tell me what's going on?" You look down at the ground and take a small sip of your tea. "I don't know what you're talking about." She rolls her eyes and sits up straight. "Come on, you can tell me anything, Carm." You sigh and lay back on the couch. "I-I'm in love." You give a cold laugh after you say it. "What?! That's amazing!" You nod and smile but it doesn't quite meet your eyes. Your lip begins to quiver and hot tears stream down your face. "Oh, Carm, nononono." Mattie moves to the couch and begins to wipe your tears. "Why are you crying?" She giggles slightly as she asks. "It's not good, it's not amazing. I'm so fucked." You let out another cold, hollow laugh. "What do you mean?" She looks genuinely confused and all you want to do is leave but you know you need to tell someone soon or you might die. Mattie is one of the two people you trust most in the world. The other is Laura but telling her wouldn't really help the situation. "I'm-" You can't seem to finish your sentence. "It's-" She wraps her arms around you and you melt into her. "Mommy, why is Milly crying?" "Shh, shh, baby. Go and play, I'll explain later." He over exaggerates a nod and runs off into his toy room. She cups your cheeks and looks into your eyes. "You can tell me. It's okay." You sigh and sniffle. "I'm in love with Laura." She gives you a strange look you can't quite read and lets go of your face. Then, for some reason, she starts laughing. You've never been more confused. "Really? That's what's gotten you so shaken up? I've known that for years!" "What do you mean?" She laughs even harder. "Carmilla, you can't be serious. It was so obvious. You guys hold hands, you cuddle, you spend every waking moment together." "I thought that's what best friends do." "Oh my god." She sits down again and grabs your hands. "You really are upset about this aren't you?" You nod glumly. "Right, I know exactly what to do." She gets up and walks over to the stairs. "Greg! Watch Will! I have to go somewhere, it's important!" You hear a muffled 'okay, love you!' and Mattie grabs your arm and is pulling you out the door. "Where are we going?" "You'll see."

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"Hang on, I need to do something really quickly, go ahead in." You nod as you get out of the car. You don't recognize the building but clearly she wants you to be here. You look back at Mattie who's on the phone and she motions for you to go inside. You walk into the building and immediately a girl greets you. "Miss Karnstein, follow me." You oblige and follow the girl into a large room where all of the walls are mirrors. There are metal bars attached to all of the mirrors. You now know where you are. You are now left alone in this room. Sad but beautiful music begins coming from the speakers. You let your body be carried by the music. Soon you and the song are one. Loosely flowing to the notes. Your feet slide along the floor as your dress flows around you. You're lost in your own little world. You had forgotten how much you loved dancing. It used to be your escape from your mother. You find yourself sliding along the floor, twirling, spinning. Your feet hitting the floor matches perfectly with all of the notes on the piano. You don't even notice the door opening. You can hardly hear the tiny "oh wow, Carm." But you do. And you end your trance, stopping dead in your tracks as you see her. "Laura, what are you doing here?" She lets her bag drop to the floor. "Wow, I knew you waltzed but I didn't know you could dance like that. That was beautiful." "Laura, who let you in here? How did you know I was here?" She steps closer to you but you move further back. "Uh, Mattie told me to come. Is everything okay?" "You need to leave." She looks confused and hurt. "What do you mean? I just got here." "Laura." She walks closer to you and you have nowhere to run when your back hits one of the mirrors. "What's going on with you?" She asks, worried, as she places a hand on your cheek. Your heart begins to race at the contact. You want so badly to just give up the fight and kiss her right there but you can't. "Get off of me." You say harshly as you push her away. She falls to the floor and you can see her start to cry. "Sorry, I, I'll just go." She gets up and begins to run out of the room. "Wait! Laura! Wait, I'm sorry!" You run after her but she seems to have already left. "Fuck!" You kick the garbage can next to you. "So?" Mattie asks, "How did it go?" "Fuck you." You pick up your bag and leave the building. 'So, not good, I'm guessing?' You hear Mattie yell as you walk out. You see Laura struggling to unlock her car and wipe tears at the same time. "Laur-!" She looks over at you and frantically tries to unlock faster and fails, dropping her keys. You run over to her. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to push you. I shouldn't have, I'm so so sorry. Please, I'm sorry." She looks up at you with tears in her eyes. "Why did you push me? Did I do something wrong?" You shake your head. "No, you could never do anything wrong. It's me." "Then, what's going on? Why can't you tell me?" You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose. It's then that you feel it. You feel soft lips pressed against yours. The sensation makes fireworks go off in your brain, butterflies flying all around in your tummy and your heart practically doing backflips. You're about to kiss back when she tears herself away from you. "FUCK SHIT TITS OH DAMMIT! I- FUCK!" She gets into her car and before you know it, she's already gone.

~changing pov to Laura~

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Why did you do that? Are you a fucking idiot? Oh God, you are a fucking idiot. What are you going to tell Danny? Oh fuck, what are you going to tell Carm? 'Whoops sorry I tripped and accidentally fell on your lips! LOL' 'Sorry, it was the wind!' You grip the steering wheel so hard, your knuckles turn white. "I'm so screwed."