BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I wake up to an super loud alarm clock. I am just about to get up and find it, but then it finally gets turned off by someone. A big kiss gets planted on my cheek and I knew exactly who was there. I am really confused though. Why is Dillan in my bedroom, in my house, this early in the morning? My dad is going to be furious when he finds him there. I think silently. I open my eyes and sit straight up looking around the room to try and figure out where I am. Dillan comes over to me from his closet and then I remember where I am.
"Hey, princess. Good morning. How did you sleep?" Dillan says in a nice soft tone.
"I slept just perfect. Did your mom let you sleep in here with me?" I ask very curiously.
"Yes, but just on the couch over there. She wanted me to keep an eye on you after what happened last night and she thought you deserved a nice, comfortable bed, too." He smiles and then turns away to finish getting his clothes for today out of his closet.
I get out of bed and find my bag that I thought I put my clothes in. I start panicking. Where did they go?! I think over and over again. I tear apart both bags still freaking out when I can't find them. Dillan must've noticed me and realized that I couldn't find my clothes.
"They are in that dresser over on the other wall under the window. I thought that since you were going to be staying a while you should have your own dresser, so I put away all your clothes in there last night. Only in the top three drawers though. Mine are in the last two because I couldn't fit everything in my closet." He explains to me.
"Thank you. I can't really remember last night. The last thing I remember is you driving me out of the parking lot of Walgreen's." I tell him walking over to the dresser to look for clothes to wear today.
"You completely crashed within the first block I drove. You were in mid-sentence about being excited to go to your new house with me. I carried you up here and put you to sleep, plugged in your phone, and put your clothes away, then I went to sleep myself after telling my mom why you are here."
"Oh, well thank you. Where is my phone? And where is the bathroom? I need to call my friends to not pick me up today and I was thinking of taking a quick shower and changing my clothes."
"Um, your phone is on the nightstand and my bathroom is right through this door." He points to the door about 4 feet away from his closet, but on the same wall.
"Thanks, Dil. Love ya. Be right back." I tell him grabbing my phone and walking into the bathroom.
It is like a palace in there. Everything is a creme color or gold color. There is a bathtub in the right corner farthest from me and a shower is on the farthest left of me. The sink has a marble top to in and a gold faucet and handles. To my right is a door. I open it an there is a pearl white toilet. It is amazing in here. I had no idea this is what Dillan's bathroom would look like. I have only been to his house a few times because my father doesn't usually let me, but dang I could just live in this bathroom.
My phone chimes and I look down at it, it was just my alarm clock. I look at the time. 6:00 it read. Good I think I have time to take a quick shower and get ready. I strip off my clothes and put them in a pile next to the sink. I turn on the shower to the hottest setting and get in. The water feels so nice on my ribs and face and legs from where my dad hit me. I wish I could stay in here forever, but I can't. I have school soon and I still have to text Maggie and Carson not to pick me up.
After about 10 minutes I get out and dry off. I walk over to the sink and realize I didn't bring my clothes in here. I twist my hair up in one towel and grab another to wrap around my body. I quickly text Maggie and Carson and walk out of the bathroom slowly.
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The Trouble With Me
Novela JuvenilMegan, 17, a senior in high school, and an overall happy person has a lot that she is hiding. Her friends know parts of her past, but not all and now that they have their backs turned on her will she find herself in an even lower place than she is n...