The Normal Project

Chapter 20-The Grenade Pin Was Pulled When She Walked Through the Door

fuck.

womanhood cycles.

and.

writers block.

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"Are they even alive?"

"Shut up Dylan."

"I would if they would wake up."

"Dude shush."

"Jesus Georg, calm yourself."

My eyes cracked open as light strewn into the room. I tried not to wince at the brightness but when I saw the two bodies hovering at the edge of the bed I couldn't help but scream. Sadly, the scream woke Alex and threw the covers off of us slightly, just enough for my chest to be showing a little to much for my liking. Georgie gasped loudly and Dylan covered his eyes.

"Now I knew you were pretty but I do not want to see you naked in a bed with my older brother." Dylan said from behind his hands. I yanked the blankets up higher as my face started to accumulate blotchy red patches.

"Dylan I wouldn't be talking." Georgie said as she giggled quietly.

"So what do you want." I grumbled as I sank back into my sea of pillows. I could tell by the awkward silence and Georgie shifting her weight from one foot to the other that something was off. I raised my eyebrows as I pulled the blankets higher up.

"Georg?" I asked as I straighten slighty. Dylan still had his hands over his eyes but he still released a nervous laugh.

"Someone is at the door." He said quietly as he started towards the door.

"Who may I ask?" Alex piped up as he draped an arm over my bare shoulders. I resisted the urge to curl up against him and nearly wanted to punch a wall when I heard who was downstairs. Asking for my boy.

"The demon's maiden herself." Georgie said as she wrung her hands together.

"Adrian." I grumbled through gritted teeth. Both Dylan and Georgie nodded slowly as my spine went rigid with rage.

Of course she, Miss I-am-friends-with-the-queen-bitch-so-fuck-me, was here. Asking for Alex.

My Alex to be precise.

"Get out both of you." I murmured as I pressed my back against the headboard. It was cold against my shoulder blades but I stayed there until both Georgie and Dylan left my room. Alex let out a sigh as I took one of my quilted blankets off my sheets and wrapped it around my body. He raised an eyebrow and let out a breathy chuckle.

"Modest much?" He joked as I made my way towards my closet.

"You saw me once, that's enough for me." I said as I slipped inside the dark room.

I quickly dropped my blanket and slid on some clean lingerie, denim high-waisted shorts, and a clean Ramones boy-tank. I didn't even put on shoes as I rushed out of my door. Alex was sitting on my bed reading the book from my nightstand, this time fully clothed in dark khakis and a navy polo.

"You have to be the slowest changer ever." Alex said with a roll of his seducing gray eyes. I grabbed my hairbrush off of my desk and proceeded to throw it at him.

He ducked just as the blue flying object hit the pillows behind him.

"Damn woman, now let us go confront the demon lady and punish her for interrupting our slumber."

I allowed, yes allowed, Alex to go down the stairs first and I practically was shaking with some sort of built up rage.

She came for him?