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5. Kiss and Make Up

Luca's P.O.V.

I slammed the back door closed behind us and stormed over to my bed, flopping onto it. Nathan headed for his bed as well while Jake and Mason found themselves comfy spots on our couches. Nate and I occasionally sleep in the basement, a ton of our stuff is down here, but our actual rooms are on the top floor.

I figured I should probably take care of the blood stained clothes and all these glass cuts, so after a few minutes of peace and quiet on my bed, I went into the bathroom. Sad part is, when I stood up, I'd left a couple red marks on my sheets.

I threw the clothes in the trash, too lazy to attempt to remove the blood, and hopped in the shower. The water stung the cuts, making me wince, but I was lucky it wasn't worse so I forced myself to put up with it.

When I cleaned everything up and checked to see how my nose was, I realized everything wasn't near as bad as it'd looked. The nose bleed made everything look much worse but once all the blood was off and I had new clothes on, I seemed fairly alright. I had a gash on my forehead that had some dried blood on it which was kind of nasty looking but that was the worst of it.

When I left the shower, I played Diablo III for 3 hours straight. No conversations happened during that time. I think we were all too tired or too deep in though to talk much, but we were all still awake for that time until I passed out. I had the PS3 controller in my hands when I fell asleep actually.

I woke up at about 6 in the morning. The rest of the guys were still asleep, lying in weird ways that looked rather uncomfortable in my opinion.

I grabbed a pad of paper and wrote a note for when them when they woke up so they wouldn't call me or bother me.

Went out to think.
See ya later.
~Luca
P.S. Don't drink my Monster.

If I came back and my energy drinks were gone there was gonna be hell to pay. I'm pretty sure those drinks are all that's going to get me through today after I get back. My body is still worn out but I can't sleep any more.

I changed my clothes quickly, wearing a graphic tee, jeans, and a black leather jacket before I ran out the door.

About thirty minutes later I was driving down the highway on my motorcycle to some unknown destination, lost in thought, when I saw an intriguing café. It was fairly cute. Especially the name; it was Little B's.

I turned the handle bars, heading for the exit ramp.

Right as you walk in the door, you get this comfortable vibe. The smell of fresh baked pie and coffee hits hard and it's wonderfully delicious. The place was cozy, it felt like a second home automatically. The few people in the place all seemed content and happy. Inside there was one person working the register and three customers. One was sitting in a beanbag with her face in a book, though what I could see of her was familiar, and the other two were on laptops at different tables. I walked towards the counter.

Behind the counter was a teenager with blonde hair. When she turned around, I was about to speak but stopped abruptly. It was Emily, Phoenix's friend from the party.

"Hi..." She looked extremely nervous. Her hands fiddled with a pen in her apron.

"Hey Emily." Wait a second. Emily is here, plus I recognized the girl in the beanbag but I wasn't sure about it. I turned to look at her again. She even had a familiar black dress on. It was Phoenix, I was sure of it.

"Hello? Luca? Hello?" Emily looks ready to burst out laughing at my space out.

"Huh?" I snap out of my thoughts. She must have been saying my name for a while now.