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"Why did you just do that?" I yell, running the back of my hand across my lips in disgust.
"You wouldn't shut up!" Kaleb yells back at me, a smug look crosses his face. "But don't act like it wasn't...
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Song: Certain things by James Arthur
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When I wake up the next morning, the first thing I open my eyes to is a poster of a bikini model. It doesn't take long after that to realize where I slept last night. I look down at the dark comforter I have knitted between my fingers. When I turn over onto my back, I stare up at a ceiling dotted with faded glow-in-the-dark stars. I push myself up into a sitting position and take in the rest of the room. The shirts that had been littering the floor last time I was in here were gone. There was a guitar missing from a stand in the corner. Kaleb is no where to be seen.
I stand to my feet and find my shoes easily stored by the side of the bed. My two bags are sitting there as well. I rifle through my bag and find a pair of clothes that Kaleb had placed inside. I stand to my feet and pad barefoot to the bathroom off Kaleb's room.
I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror for a moment. I look like an utter disaster. My hair that had once been straight is a mess of tangles around my face, my eye makeup is smeared, and my skin looks ashen. Last night really took it out of me.
I change quickly into the T-shirt and jeans and then find my phone. There's no missed call from Leo, but it's still early in the morning. I find my brush I'd asked Kaleb to pack and brush my hair into a pony tail. Thankfully, he remembered my tooth brush as well. I finish up in the bathroom and step back into Kaleb's silent bedroom.
I open his door and I'm greeted by more silence. I step into the hallway. The first thing I see is the open doors to the den. Kaleb's sleeping form is stretched across the couch. There's a small blanket thrown across his body, it doesn't quite cover his feet. It's actually nice seeing him like this. When he's awake, he looks mad at the world and defeated. In sleep, he actually looks relaxed.
I walk silently towards him, hoping not to wake him up. He's looked so tired lately, I want nothing more than to let him sleep. I step foot into the den, my footsteps silent. But obviously not silent enough. Kaleb bolts upright. His eyes are wide and frantic. He searches the room quickly, before stopping on me. If I wasn't mistaken, he looks scared.
"Oh, Greer, it's you." He says in his attractive morning voice. He runs a hand over his face and rests back against the sofa.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." I say, taking a seat on the couch next to him.
He sighs, "It's alright."
"I could've slept out here." I told him.
He shakes his head quickly, "No. It's fine. After what happened last night, I wanted you to have a good night's sleep."
My mind flashes back to last night. The disaster that I once called my houses is still fresh in my mind. I wish I had someone to talk to about what really scared me. Leo's the only one, but I don't like putting my feelings on him. He's already done so much for me. A part of me wishes that I could talk to Kaleb. I quickly snuff that part of me out.
