Califuckinfornia

IX.

Califuckinfornia
<>2 Weeks Later<>
Vanity 

"How many hours a day does she sleep?" I asked Rack City as we stood at the door to his room. Chastity had been sleeping peacefully and her breathing worries me because of how shallow it is... can barely see her chest moving as she laid there so seemingly perfectly still. 

"She sleeps about eight hours and then takes about four two hour naps throughout the day." He said with a shrug. "I'd rather her be sleepin' than bitchin at me about needin' a fix of somethin'."

"You haven't given her anything, have you?" 

"If you call baby aspirin ecstasy and oregano weed, then yes." That got a small laugh out of me. "She didn't realize what it was right away but when she did she wasn't happy." 

"But overall how's she been?" 

"Not as bad as I was thinking. Yeah some days she's mean as hell and I just wanna knock her out but other than that she's been fine. Always hungry and she always wants to take a shower so she takes like three a day, about an hour to hour an a half long each." 

"Why so many and why so long?" He shrugged and motioned for me to come along with him, following him down the stairs of his place. "Don't you find that odd? I love showers just as much as the next person but I wouldn't take three a day and for such a long time."

"I figured its just a way she's coping with coming off the drugs cold turkey like she is." 

"I guess that could be why. Do you need any help with her? I have the weekend off so if you want me to watch over her so you can get a break, I have no problem doing that." I offered because I know its gotta be hard monitoring her all day and night plus running your business." 

"Thanks for offering, Vanity but I got her. She not a burden and she's asleep for like two thirds of the day so she's not taking up my time. By all means if you wanna come over and hang or take her out somewhere, go right ahead." I think I might come by and spend a day with her outside the house so she could get some fresh air and see something new besides the house. "How you been though?" 

"I've been fine, just working and then that's about it. I'm not a very exciting person." A brief laugh was shared between us and then we fell silent. He and I weren't too close but we got along real well so that works for us. Looking down at my phone to see the time, it was pushing five in the afternoon and I should probably get going back home. "I just wanted to stop by and see her but she's sleeping so I don't wanna bother her. If its cool with you can I come by tomorrow morning?" 

"At least you're out of trouble but yeah come by. The side gate will be unlocked so just come on in the back door 'cause I may be up in the attic so I won't hear you knocking."

"Alright I will. Thanks for everything, Rack City." He reached out to give me a hug before I made my way out of the house and right to my car. I left the house feeling better knowing Rack City was doing a good job at keeping up with Chastity. Its only been two weeks since she's been home but I noticed a bit of a difference in her skin, it wasn't as pale and there were no new holes from picking. 

Aside from Chastity's health slowly improving throughout these two weeks, Trellis and I's relationship has hit its first extended patch of rocky road. We were at a stalemate in terms of who's in the wrong and who's in the right. He feels as though his needy and clingy ways are justifiable and I feel as though they're suffocating. We weren't intentionally hostile towards each other but I found myself easily irritated and aggravated by him. Maybe moving in with him as soon as I did was a bad decision because we're too close. It was fine for the first month but we're itching into the second whole month and its just... I think its because we are constantly around each other. When I was in the apartment with Chastity he and I didn't have this problem. It was like we weren't seeing each other enough and sleep overs might as well have been crack to us because it was so exciting to wake up to each other physically. If I even bring up the topic of us needing space- not a break or for us to break up completely- he gets really upset. Its to where I just sleep on the couch, I'll be up late watching TV and then pass out there but that's about as  much space as we get when we're in the house- on top of it we also work together on some days so its like I go from seeing him at the house, getting to work and then like three hours later he clocks in and we end up going home at about the same time so where's my personal space?