What You Need (Lauren/You)

Chpt. 10: A Daydream Away

Lauren POV

"Oh thank god!" I heard as I sat up. "I couldn't tell if youwere sleeping or not. ImeanI haven'tbeen abletosee you in a few days I wasjust worried that something might've happened toyouandI don't know if you've noticed or not but I've gotten pretty used to you andIjust don't know what I would do if something bad had happened to you because Icareabout you and I . . ."

The wall was up, I don't know why Y/N didn't just get up to check on me. Instead, she say on her mattress and rambled. She was speaking fast and ran some of her words together so I couldn't understand half of what she was saying. Y/N kept rambling on and on for about five minutes until she stopped to take a breath.

"I'm glad you're okay." She finished with a heavy sigh.

"Yeah," I ran my fingers through my tangled hair. "Me too."

She furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head to the side, slightly confused.

"I meant, I'm glad you're okay, too." I elaborated.

It was silent between us for a while. I didn't know what to say and I could she didn't know what to say either. Do we talk about what had happened between us a few days ago? Or do we just pretend like it never happened? I could she still felt bad about how it all went down, but it wasn't her fault. She did what she had to do to live. Same goes to me, I did what I had to do.

"Lauren," She began. "I just wanna say that I'm sorry about--"

"I don't want to talk about it." I cut her off.

I was hoping she would change the subject after that, but when she didn't I decided it was up to me to keep the conversation going.

"So, nice weather we're having, huh?"

She cracked a small smile before looking at her surroundings. "We're locked in a basement." She stated bluntly.

"I know, I was just trying to make conversation." I shrugged. I felt my cheeks heat up lightly from embarrassment. I was embarrassed because my attempt at making conversation failed.

I wasn't much of a conversationalist. Everyone that I've ever talked to approached me first.

"Lauren, what are you gonna do once we get out of here?" She asked out of the blue.

I hadn't thought that far ahead. For all I knew, I was going to die in here. But, now that the topic was out there, what the hell was I going to do if we ever got out of here? Were things going to go back to the way they were? Or was everything going to change completely?

"Well, if we ever do get out of here, I think I'd want things to go back to normal." I admitted, playing with my fingers.

She gave me a weird look, but nodded slowly in understanding.

"What?" I asked, referring to the weird look she gave me. "What was that look for?"

She shrugged, "There's gotta be something you'd wanna change."

I thought for a moment. I've got great friends, and an amazing family both of which I love and cherish dearly. I lived in a nice, somewhat-safe town and went to a nice school. Something I'd change. . .

"I'm gonna break up with my douchebag of a boyfriend." I admitted.

It felt nice to finally say that outloud. I've been thinking about breaking up with Brad for so long it felt good to finally get it off my chest. It just upsets me that I had to be kidnapped to finally be able to say it aloud.

She nodded in approval, "Yeah, I think I'm gonna go in the opposite direction. You know, finally make things official." She confessed, twiddling her thumbs in her lap.