Right Behind You (Thriller)

No.5

Months later.....

since I've told Marcello about Darius he's been over at mine consistently. Me and Marcello have been getting really close this past few month, i sometimes think I'm ready for a relationship at the same time i don't, but sometimes new beginnings are always best, never know what could happen.

I finally got a job working as a receptionist at a doctors practise, it's been doing very good for me, especially putting food on the table & Paying bills. Finally I was starting to feel a little bit more like myself again.
i was coming over to Marcello's today and he decided to cook, claiming he's the 'best chef of all time' LOL but we'll see if he can pull it off.

I rang the door bell twice but no answer, the door was already open as my hand gently brazed against it; my heels clicking across the wooden floor, "marcel... marcel you home?", as I entered the kitchen; plates set in order placed with a bottle of Chardonnay in the middle, but nobody was home ?
Reaching in my bag grabbing the pepper spray that I always keep; walking up the stairs slowly as I was scared to death gripping tightly on the spray. I could hear noises coming from the bathroom but wasn't sure, "marcel are you in there ?", as I was about to open the bathroom door, the handle started to jitter; I automatically started spraying, not caring who it was.

"ARGHHHHHHH, What the fuck Moire stop!!", I stopped spraying cupping my mouth with my hand, why am I such an idiot. Of course nobody would have broke in the house; but can't help my anxiety. "I'm so sorry..so sorry I was scared I thought somebody broke in and and.. ".
"It's okay... but you know it's only me in this house wait.. how did you get in anyway", looking at me with utter confusing yet trying to tame his anger. "The door was open.... I just finished work", twiddling with my fingers looking down. "I told you to stop doing that I can't see that beautiful face of yours", he always knows what to say, I looked up only to realise that he just come out the shower still drenched, as the droplets dribbled down his body all the way to his torso.
As much as I've been around Marcello I haven't seen him from this perspective.

I guess I was looking too hard that maybe my eyes jumped from the socket, as his chuckles made me jump back to reality. "staring is rude yanoe", smiling observing me up & down. " I wasn't looking shuttup your ugly anyway", knowing definitely he's not.
"I'm so offended *fake cries*", I playfully pushed him making him laugh I swear to you he's a joker, but we'll see who's the funny one

*dinner time*

"So you've been working a lot hardly see you, how's it been", eating the last piece of pasta of his plate; "I'm loving it it gets a bit tiring but, made a new friend her names Lina", roaming my finger around the glass. Marcello choked on his drink before responding "That's great you made a new friend", such a sarcastic tone; looking down messing around with his fork.

I didn't want to ask what the problem was &
get too into people's personal space so I shrugged it off. We was done with dinner & I was getting sleepy; the food and wine really tired me out. I grabbed my bag ready to slip on my shoes then Marcello walked in, "where you leaving to? Come & stay the night", he caught me by surprise this is the first time he's actually asked me to stay over, the last time we was together was when I first moved in. "But I don't have any clothes it'll just save the hassle", slowly walking to the front door, "no seriously just wear whatever's underneath, I'll sleep on the floor you can take my bed", I didn't want to object his invite but at the same time I'm used to being by myself in my own personal space; especially since this is something new & finally adjusting to it. I thought to myself & decided, "fine I'll stay but wake me up early", "no problem".

I kicked off my shoes & followed Marcello to his room, it was nice and simple black & white theme, the vintage, black columns matched the the furniture in the room; childhood pictures placed by his bed side, white fluffy rug that snuggled between my toes lets not forget the 60inch tv placed on the wall.
"Get comfortable I'm going to get some water & snacks", my thoughts were interrupted, I started stripping my clothes leaving myself in my knickers & bra; I walked around the room embracing the creativity of the room, tracing my hands on the silver knobs on the wardrobe, I don't know what came over me but I decided to start snooping. I opened the wardrobe door & was firstly introduced to ladies clothes; skirts, blouses etc. Then after Marcello's clothes racked up next to them.

A sudden confusing & hurt rushed over me, I know we ain't nothing serious, but because I like him I felt so betrayed. I closed the wardrobe door & paused for a second. "So I see your getting comfortable", I gasped holding my chest feeling very embarrassed, especially when I noticed that I was basically naked; covering my body with hands trying to not reveal my bare body. "No need to do that... I'm going to be honest with you; your body is amazing", smiling showing some of his white teeth. "Thank you urmmmm I see you didn't come up with the snacks", pointing to his bare hands; "urmmm yeah I thought I had some but I didn't".
I entered into the cold sheets & wrapped my arms to gain body heat, marcel was about to leave the room to get blankets; but I kind of wanted to let him be here since it's his room. He entered the sheets & saw me shivering, even though I thought it was bearly noticeable; grabbing me closer to him feeling his warmth radiating over me, as we both gazed in each other's eyes; his fingers cradling the strands of hair behind my ear whilst smiling with his chocolate brown eyes. "Goodnight", and with that I turned around. I don't know why but I just kept wondering who's clothes was that in his wardrobe & was there anybody else living here.