Thwaites & Thompson

Beautiful...

Thwaites

I stared through the darkness for what felt like forever, still not able to fall asleep.

Tess wasn't moving and I guessed she wasn't asleep either. She usually turned on one side when she's deep in her sleep.

Her phone beeps, shedding some light through the darkness.

She picks it up to read the screen and then she sets it aside again.

I hear her sniff and then I feel her tug at the bed covers.

I pull the cover from under my body and bring it closer to hers.

"Still feverish?" I asked in a low tone.

"Just a little..." She whispers with a worn out tone that tugs at my heart.

But what have I got to do?
The pill should kick in anytime soon...

"Give me your hand..." I speak and a moment later she lifts her arm and I blindly reach for her hand to check her temperature.

Her palm was awfully warm, and soft...
Her hand was slender, maybe a bit boney...

I abruptly pull away and sigh.

"You're still burning..." I uttered.

"I think the pill is about to kick in though, because I'm even warm from the inside..." She sniffed softly.

Her soft tired tone continued to creep under my skin, making me get that sudden urge of pulling her to my embrace, maybe she'd feel better...
Would she? I wondered...

Thompson

My hand tingled with delight.
I was so thankful for the dark. I didn't know what would Adam think if he saw my smile...

Maybe he wasn't disgusted of me after all...
It was the first time he held my hand, even if it was only to check my temperature...

Call me crazy...

The feeling was pleasant, but also very confusing...

Why am I feeling this way? I sighed inaudibly.

This is unhealthy...
I can hear my mind sound the alarms.
I can hear the clicks of the locks around my heart...
Why were they threatened?
None of this should affect me.
Nothing did. Way before we kissed...

I had to get out of here...
I know that once I'm out of here, everything is possible.
But for now, and as long as I am here, I have to keep it from happening, whatever it is...

I think of what a great relief it would be if I moved out and Adam and I stayed friends, along with the others of course. How nice it would be for us to hang out on weekends or on vacations.

But then again, were they really my friends?
How do I know if they've taken me for a friend?
I was pretty sure Nala would forget all about me as soon as I step out of the door, but what made me so sure Adam wouldn't?
He has always been ever so conservative with me...
I don't think he had it in him...
His friends were namely Brandon and Cole...
I've never heard of a girl friend of his...
I doubt Amanda is a girl friend of his anymore...

I shook the doubts away when my chest begun tightening.

One thing for sure; I had to look for apartments again...

I reach for my phone to set an alarm at eight in the morning.
The sooner I started the search quest, the sooner I'm out of here...

Thwaites