Just One Time :: Lloyd X Reader

《Chapter 30》

AHHHHHHHHH

It's Lloyd's birthday today, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREENBEAN

I couldn't go see Lloyd. I'd already spent nearly a week back and forth between my house and the monestry. Dad had had enough and wanted me home.

Which sucked, because, you know, my Ninja baby was back and I wanted to know if he was okay and it's been like three whole days why hasn't he come to see me I feel so betrayed I spent like a whole fucking week in a constant state of anxiety and he can't even sneak out to come see me once.

I guess I may have been over reacting a wee bit. I mean, I had no idea of the after effects of being possessed. Maybe he was really tired? Maybe he was just sad and didn't want to leave his room? Maybe he was blaming himself? That was probably it.

Oh no, my anxiety.

And I guess I hadn't really done anything to make contact with him either. I hadn't texted, nor called, I hadn't given one of the others a note or verbal message to pass onto Lloyd. So I couldn't be upset with him for doing the same thing.

Sitting up from my splayed possitiona on my bed, I reached over to the bedside table for my phone, noticing that I no longer felt as much pain when I stretched my stitches.

I was getting them out tomorrow, which was great, because then I could take a proper shower. I wasn't supposed to get my stitches wet, which meant I had to sponge bathe myself every day for two whole weeks in order for them to not fall out.

Unlocking my phone and leaning back against my army of pillows, I dialed Lloyd's phone.

It rang, and rang, and rang. I was beginning to feel uneasy, was he really okay? It was eleven in the morning, shouldn't he be awake?

The dialing stopped and I was met with his voice mail. I know it sounds silly, but it brought a small smile to my face at the bubbly sound of his voice. He sounded happier than the situation we were all in. I hoped desperately that the others were able to make him happy while I wasn't there. I hoped he was happy now.

Hanging up, I instead opted for texting him.

'Hey Lloyd, I called...'

His reply was almost immediate, making my heart flutter with anxiety as I once again unlocked my phone.

'I watched it ring...'

'Oh... I'm sorry... I just want to talk to you... To hear your voice...'

He didn't reply, he just simply called me. I couldn't hit the answer button fast enough.

"Hey," He breathed in his grumbly morning voice, sounding tired. He must've just woken up.

"Hey," I replied. "I'm sorry I didn't call earlier..."

"It's fine," A small, slightly uncomfortable silence dwelled upon us for a few minutes before he continued. "H-how have you been?"

I nodded to myself. "Alright. Really worried about you and the others." I admitted, seeing no point in hiding anything. He was still Lloyd. "But mostly you."

He let out a small laugh. "I've been worried about you too."

Oh no... My heart... My heart is... Ahh!

"Have you been okay? Did-did anything happen...?" He asked, his laughter giving way to his anxiety.

I smiled softly to myself. "No, I've been fine. Just really worried about what ifs. Everything's okay now though... Right?"