Inter-Dimensional {{{ON HOLD}}}

Eight

Chapter Eight

Flynn

I don’t know what they did in that bed last night. I don’t know if I want to.

What if they actually had sex? Says a little voice at the back of my head.

But Meeya wouldn’t do that… Would she?

The argument in my head went like this:

She wouldn’t have had sex with someone she’s just met!

But you saw the way they kissed on the floor! It was like they were having sex with their mouths!

Kissing’s different from sex.

But it leads up to sex. It could’ve just been foreplay… Don’t you think?

No. I don’t want to think about it. It’s disgusts me.

You have to think about it! How will you ever come to a conclusion?

I don’t have to think about it! I can just ask her.

Oh, yeah, great idea! She’ll think that you think badly of her and that you think she’s a slut. You can’t go asking her “Did you have sex with Andy the other night?”

Why not? It’s an honest question. Blunt maybe but straight to the point and she can give an honest answer. She could say no.

Honesty hurts sometimes. Ah, but she could say yes.

I slap my forehead. I’m sick of this awful mental problem.

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Meeya

Flynn just, randomly, slaps his forehead.

‘Flynn? What is it?’ I ask.

‘Um, head hurts.’ He mumbles

‘Well it would after you slapped it, wouldn’t it?’

He frowns. Then he gets up from the table and leaves the room without saying anything.

‘Flynn!’ I shout, rushing after him.

‘Not now, Mimi.’ Flynn shouts back, his tone suggesting his words were a warning.

He doesn’t seem to be in a good mood. Not at all.

‘What’s wrong?’ I ask.

Flynn stops in the middle of climbing up the stairs.

‘What’s wrong?’ I ask again.

‘ “What’s wrong”?’ He repeats, yelling. ‘ “What’s wrong”? Well, maybe there’s the fact that you’re sharing a fucking bed with him.’

I’m confused. ‘What? It doesn’t mean anything! I just needed a place to sleep and I don’t want to sleep in my brother’s drug infested bed!’

He sighs. ‘Never mind. It doesn’t matter. I’m jealous, Meeya.’

‘Jealous? Of what?’

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Flynn

If only you knew.

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Meeya

He doesn’t say anything for a minute. There’s an awkward silence.

Then he speaks.