You've Changed.

Chapter 12 - Alex's Flat

I turn the tap off, the nozzle squeaking as I adjusted it. I pull my hair backwards and squeeze out most of the water before I step out the shower and onto a towel. I stand naked looking around frantically before I find my towel. I dry myself quickly before I wrap it around myself and waddle out of the bathroom. I look around the bedroom where my clothes were and change into my underwear, but look at my dress a little horrified. "Damon!" I yell.

"What?"

"Does your mate have anything other that a slutty dress?"

"I can't hear you come here!" I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest before storming into the living room making quite the scene. Both boys look up at me from the sofas, wide eyed a little embarrassed. I put my hands on my hips.

"Do you guys have anything I can borrow other than a skimpy dress?"

"Uh... I." Damon begins as I start to form a scowl on my face.

"Please, I can't just wear my underwear all day!" I tap my foot impatiently as Damon annoyingly stutters trying to form a sentence. Alex pats his back and stands up walking towards me.

"I do." He leads me away and into what I assumed was his room. He goes towards his dresser where he pulls out a shirt and some joggers. "These are Damon's but I'm sure he doesn't mind, anything of mine would probably just fall off." He laughs.

"Cheers."

Alex smiles before he leaves, walking back into the living room where I hear him laughing loudly with Damon. I throw everything on and pull my hair between my fingers before returning into the living room. I sit down in front of the two older men on a love seat. Their conversations settle before they bring their attention to me.

"Those are my clothes." Damon states tilting his head.

"Well I can take them off if you want." I play. Alex snorts as Damon's face turns a dark rose.

"That's ok." He awkwardly replies before straightening himself out.

"So Connie... What was going on with you last night?" Alex asks. I bring my knees to my chest and shrug.

They both sit patiently waiting for me to answer. "I don't really remember much, I remember I had some shrooms-"

"I'm sorry what!" Damon's voice raises which startles me as I cower in my seat.

"-and loads to drink..." I finish whilst watching Damon calm down. "Why what did I do?" I look at both of them looking a little concerned.

Alex clears his throat, "we found you outside the club with some guy who was trying to take advantage of you-"

I roll my eyes, "this is like every conversation I have with my mum honestly." Damon annoyingly sighs slumping into his seat, clearly in distress.

"You then obviously saw Damon to which case the other guy had fucked off cause you weren't allowed back in the club cause you were thrown out." I scowl, "then one second you were really angry at Damon, but then the next you were trying to apologise, but then again-"

"You slammed me in the face to which you laughed." Damon's voice sounded obviously pissed off but his expression was clearly trying to be understandable.

"I'm sorry-"

"Then you collapsed as you tried to walk away." I sigh. I bite my nails like a child getting scolded by her parents.

"Wow ok..." I look over waiting for any other response but both remain quiet as I thought about the right response.

"But you're okay now." Alex interrupts. "That's what matters..." He looks around the room at us both sharing glances.

"Yeah." Damon finally says before standing up. He walks away into the kitchen to then bring back a leaflet and his phone. I sit quietly staring at the scuffs on the walls behind Alex as Damon brings himself to sit back down again. "Connie what do you want to eat?" He asks his face buried in the leaflet.

"Just... Whatever."

"What's wrong now?"

"Nothing." The room is filled with silence. I look down at my nails picking off pieces of nail polish that were falling off.

"Why don't we all get something to share?" Alex suggests awkwardly speaking up.