Costa gets busy with this girl, and I mean full on busy. They haven't just been getting to know one another, they've been sexting for about a week now, and I'm pretty sure they're going to go on a so called first date soon too. From what I've gotten out of him so far, all I know is that her name is Celia, and that she's 18.
Costa gets up and slowly starts getting changed, with his face glued to his phone screen. For as long as I've known him, which is about a year, he's never really been that focused on anything, unless it's sex. But even then, he has his days.
I reach out to my phone on the other side of the bed and text my mum, just to let her know I'm only next door so she doesn't come home and panic at the fact that I'm not in the house.
While I'm texting her, Costa crawls back onto the bed and slowly pushes my naked body back down onto the sheets. He's turned his phone off and started taking interest in me.
"Hello" I mumbled, as I finish the text.
"I'm inviting Celia over tomorrow so I won't be able to see you" he mutters under his breath.
His fingers trace circles around my boobs as he breathes hot air onto my chest.
"Alright no worries I have my own plans"
Costa looks up and seems taken aback, his eyebrows furrowed as if he wasn't expecting that answer.
I give him a huge smile showing off my pearly whites, while I push him off and start gathering my clothes. It's getting fresh and goosebumps are popping up all over my body. So I get changed as quick as I can, while Costa smirks and watches.
"It makes me really uncomfortable when you watch me get changed" I say as I fumble around trying to do up my expensive and confusing new bra. I've decided from now on that spending money on expensive and confusing lingerie will not be my thing, and I'll stick to basics.
Costa laughs and stands up to help me with my situation. Then leaves the room to let me get changed by myself.
As I've put my jumper on, I start to walk into the kitchen where Costa is cleaning the dishes that were left after we had dinner.
I walk past him and he slaps a cold wet one right onto my ass cheek leaving a wet hand print on my new blue jeans.
I wanted to say something but I honestly did not have the energy to do anything about it, so I plonked myself on the couch and turned the tv on instead.
The news was on, and it looked like Celia was on there too. The news was covering a breaking news story about her house that had apparently caught up in flames. As I turn the volume up, Costa turns to see what the story is and leaves the dishes. He drys his hands and comes to sit next to me as he realises who's house it is.
Suddenly his phone starts flashing with notifications by Celia.
The news lady speaks about how they believe it was an accidental fire, and all the family members were safe, except for the dog who had unfortunately gotten stuck within the fire. Tears form in my eyes, hearing about the death of a dog always hurts me so much more than hearing about a death of someone whom I don't know. I can't imagine how Celia must be feeling.
The news switches onto another story and Costa walks off to go on a call with Celia. I can hear her cry through the phone, it's almost as if this is happening right next door, I can hear it so clearly.
Costa locked himself in his room, and the reporters started talking things that had no interest in, and I felt myself dozing off.
Everything started going blurry from that point and I don't remember much after that.
