Luna [paused]

Part 7

//5.5.16//

A tear slid down my cheek and brought me back to the present. i was staring at the golden covered glass so intensely in my flashbacks that my eyes now burned with dehydration. I wiped my eyes dismissively with my index finger and sniffle a bit. I didn't know I was crying.. I mumble inside my mind. I don't hear Naomi in my mind, so I guess she is asleep. I open my black with silver trim double doored fridge and grab the carton of pure white milk. I set the glass on the island counter in the middle of the kitchen and pour the milk inside delicately. I set the milk carton beside my intricate glads and pick up my glass. I drink from it gingerly, savoring the sweetness it suddenly has. When I am finished, I look in front of me to see how Scarlet is doing on the couch, only to find someone that is not Scarlet on the couch. I set my glass down and tip toe around the island, walking by the back door and go to the couch. I lift the covers off of a black haired mass and growl. Jeffrey is on the couch. I slap him awake, throwing the blanket on the floor in the process as well. The pale boy jolts awake and covers his cheek where I had just slapped him. "Ow! Bitch! What was that for?!" He mumbles, startled. I cross my arms and glare at him. "You are on my damn couch. Without permission. I thought you went home." I say levelly. He sighs and lowers his hand. "I did...but I was kicked out for the rest of the night because I was out past curfew for the 13th time." He says looking away from me. I sigh and run my hand through my hair. "So why are you here, why didn't you just go to a friend's house instead of mine?" He looks up at me in shock. "I don't have or know any friends. All of whom I know are you and Scarlet, really." He says in a soft, tender voice. I blow out a strained breath and look at him calmly. "Fine. Only tonight. Eat anything of mine and you will pay. Got it?" I say, daring him to defy me. He smiles cockily. "I won't listen unless you let me pet your ears again." He chuckles. I contemplate. It did feel marvelous when he had pet my ears earlier... I shrug. I see nothingbad in it. "Just my ears." I mumble, leaning my head into his outstretched hand. I pur as he ruffles my hair and pets my ears. I let him have his fun for a bit, then after a few minutes, I pull away reluctantly. "I am tired. Let me sleep now, you had your fun." I mumble and turn away, stretching for punctuality. I get the milk carton from the island and put it away, next to the tropical citrus juice I got just last week. I put my glass in the dishwasher and don't start it yet (as it is almost empty). I go back to my room, making sure Jeffrey would lie down before I left. I close my bedroom door and walk to my messy bed. I climb in and snuggle under the covers. I "nyan" quietly a few times, getting comfortably. I fall asleep quickly, dreaming of nothing except a soft and silky midnight black colored black mass.