Honey

Part 2

  I called my mom asking where the key was to the get-away house and she responds saying it's under the pot where a huge leafy plant is next to the door.  Call and I haven't talked since we were in the hospital and I can't help but think this is what a freak must feel like in school, due to the amount of social awkwardness. I missed him so much.  Although I dismiss the thought, for now, to take in the house's interior. It's 2 levels looking very modern. There's a living room with marble and white everywhere. A beautiful TV in the living room reminding me of Anastasia's bedroom. To the left of the hall, you are approached by the kitchen, just as beautiful as the rest of the house. To the right, they're stairs. I don't even regard Call telling me to be careful as I take in the breathtaking house. There are 3 rooms displayed the moment you get up the stairs right in front of you with an open lounging room not having a door to the far right. Each of the rooms has low king size beds with nightstands on either side and a long LED light on the bottom of the ebony frames practically touching the floor. Followed by a closet to the left and a rectangular dresser and mirror framed with lights above it and a huge bathroom containing a hot tub and a waterfall shower. The whole wall behind the bed is a glass window with shades that slide over them only being featured in the master bed. Placed in the middle of the guests.

I hear air whistle before Call appeared behind me, using his air magic to lower himself and say, " isn't this amazing." 

"I know, even I'm surprised" I replied. 

"Well it's pretty late so you should get some sleep, I'll go get out of your hair and make my bed. Goodnight Tamara." He said starting to leave. I stepped in front of him.

 "No don't leave yet. Can we talk... like old times?" I then realize that he appears very different now. He's much tanner, his features brought out to the max, his gray eyes more stunning than ever and taller...much taller and now somewhat lean. I feel like a kid compared to him and I bet he even has abs under that shirt.

Calls p.o.v
"Are you sure you seem pretty beat up."
She put on that look I missed so much, a look of offense, then happiness, then she looked down. I wasn't used to that last part. Where did I go wrong?
"Oh wait Tamara I didn't mean it like that."

 "Your fine, I know you didn't, I'm just a bit overwhelmed right now, I know it was a joke." And for the second it was a joke it felt like old times again. I insisted on sleeping in the guest room because she deserved the better one and made her bed while we caught up. After we showered and changed as well as receive the clothes delivered by Tamara's butler, Stebbins, we sat down next to each other on the bed and watched 'The Office' on the t.v in front of her bed once we finished talking. I felt so jealous and pissed. Rafe had her, and he didn't even visit her when she was hurt? She looks much different now. Longer hair, olive skin, and beautiful brown eyes, her wavy hair flowing over her chest which would be enchanting in anyone's opinion. Her physique, in general, is amazing. She has an hourglass figure with curves in all the right places. But I stop staring, realizing it might make her feel awkward and insecure even though unlike everyone else in the world, she has no reason to be but I convince myself I only find her that attractive as a friend. I already lost her to Rafe. 

After 4 episodes I realize she's dozing off after she lied down claiming it was just for comfort. I wish her goodnight and limp to my room but while I'm in my bed, I can't help but question and ponder on the holes in her story. How she got so beautiful I sarcastically say to myself smiling, but why I've gathered that Rafe is so rude and mysterious from what Karla said. He better have a good explanation because I know for a fact she doesn't deserve any of that. Now that I feel we're almost as close as we were before, I've decided I'll ask her what she's hiding tomorrow in a nice way.