In your Arms

Chapter Forty

When Amity opened her eyes the first thing she saw was Alexander's sleeping face. Both of them had fallen asleep sitting on the couch and they were facing each other. She stared at his face for awhile studying his features and realized that he doesn't look like his brother that much, but she thought that he does look like he's a good guy when he's asleep. He looked peaceful and serene, without worries or whatsoever. And she find him handsome too, a handsome bad ass she had called him in her thoughts. It made her smile as she remembered all their petty fights. Who would've thought they would be friends?

She gazed up on the living room's wall clock and saw that it was 7am in the morning. She slowly sat up but held her head as she felt a sudden headache, it made her grimace in pain and she groaned. She knew it's a terrible hangover. As she scanned the place she saw several empty beer bottles in the center table and some are on the floors. There are also playing cards strewn everywhere, but, she was thankful enough that there were no litters of cigarette butts and the stench of its smoke. She made him not to and he had followed her, it made her look at him once more and smiled. She stood up and decided to clean up their mess before preparing something to eat for breakfast.

As she made a turn towards the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth she took sight of Simon's bedroom door and wondered if he'd gotten home last night. She remembered drinking up until 3am but she didn't remember seeing him arrive. Amity went towards his bedroom door and opened it quietly only to find an empty, fixed bed and no sign of Simon around.

"He didn't come home.." She whispered, and she felt a knife-like pain on her chest. It only meant he stayed on Mia's place, the thought made her somber. She closed his bedroom door and went in the bathroom.

After she cleaned up herself she proceeded in cleaning the living room. They must've drank a lot since there were several beer bottles instead of the few that she remembered they had last night, but she couldn't recall if Alexander went out to buy some more. She winced, what else happened last night that she couldn't remember? It gave her the shivers.

She looked at Alexander as she cleaned up, he looked nice enough to do anything bad to her. She just hoped he didn't took advantage of her being drunk. The memory of their kiss suddenly hit her mind and she froze. What if he did it again to her last night and she doesn't remember?

Oh God no.. She thought and it made her scared. Amity shook her head to ward off such ideas and just continued on with her cleaning.

Amity made sure the living room was made clean and the bottles disposed, the last thing she wanted to happen when Simon arrives is for him to find out that she and Alexander had been drinking. She doesn't want him to have any notations that something reckless happened as well since both of them went drunk and they were alone.

She was making breakfast when she heard Alexander come up to her in the kitchen, he pulled a stool in the kitchen counter and sat down.

Amity turned to him and spoke, "Morning." She greeted with a smile.

"Morning.. My head feels like its splitting in half.." Alexander told him with a groan. He rested his head on top of the table.

"Yeah me too. Hangover I guess. Don't worry breakfast will be ready in a sec. You want coffee?" Amity asked him as she made fried eggs.

"Mmm hmm.. Please.." Alexander answered then lifted his head and turned to her, "Hey, why didn't you wake me to help you clean up the mess?"

"Because," Amity answered as she placed down their food on the dining table, "You were sleeping so soundly just like a baby, I didn't want to disturb you. C'mon let's eat." She told him.