Torn Up Love

Chapter Three

My eyes peeled open, the morning sun threatened to break through the curtains. I rolled over, refusing to look at it. I was too comfy to leave the bed and today was my day off so I was happy.

After Max and I had.. well had sex... we had finished the night with a movie and takeaway before going to bed. It was an earlyish night because I was wrecked from work, mainly from Barbra being up my ass the whole time.

I never complained about her to Max because I knew he'd worry and probably go into talk to her. That would make things even worse.

Much worse. My hand glided across the empty space beside me, a small frown forming on my face. I had felt him kiss my forehead at eight a.m this morning when he was leaving for work but I had fallen back asleep before I could say good-bye.

Of course, the day he was working I was off and vice versa. I rolled over, facing my nightstand and reached out for my charging phone. My eyes had adjusted to everything in the room and the tired burning sensation was slowly fading.

It was almost half ten in the morning. I had slept in pretty late. I pushed myself out of bed, throwing on the slippers nearby and a dressing gown. I stumbled toward the kitchen, only noticing now I had a headache.

Wincing, I tried to massage my temples but it didn't help in any way. I took some pills before going over to the fridge to locate some food.

My eyebrows raised when I saw a doughnut left on the counter, wrapped in plastic with a note on it. Confused, I made my way over and grabbed the note, 'Saved your favorite flavor for you, hun'

My eyes went to the doughnut and I couldn't help but laugh. It was the strawberry doughnut with sprinkles. This was always my favorite doughnut until the oreo one came out. I still adored this one though.

A smile grew on my face at the thought and weirdly, it made my heart flutter. My stomach literally turned over. It would never stop amazing me how Max made me feel.

Now what?

I had the whole day off and I had nothing planned. I didn't need to go shopping as I had gone recently, I guess I could just lounge and watch netflix for the day. Seeing as I worked all the time though, it would make me feel weird.

Once you get used to working so much, relaxing feels awkward. It just isn't natural for me anymore, so when I relax.. I stress. Probably one of the most unusual things ever but hey, that's me.

I was unusual.

It was so early too.

I let out a loud groan to myself, wishing Max was off. I just wanted to go out with him, we hadn't been out lately.

If I had a dog, I'd be content. I loved dogs. Dogs were amazing.

I wanted one but Max was allerigic to them which was a total bummer. We were thinking about getting a cat, but weren't sure how he would react with them so we needed to go to the shelter first. I knew that we wouldn't actually get it. Max always said maybe, but never actually let me.

I had a goldfish once..

I cooked myself eggs and toast, scarfing it down straight away. I barely got the flavor it was burning hot. I don't know why I was just starving, I was probably coming down with something.

Just as I began washing the dishes my phone buzzed. I quickly dried my hands, my brow furrowing when I saw the unknown number.

Answering it, I pulled it up to my ear, "Uhm, hello?"

"Hey Hols"

"Zac? You're number's on-"

"I wasn't sure if Max was there and had your phone"