Empty Beds
Imagine for Nevaeh♡
(sleepingmahone)
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"The number you are trying to reach, is not accepting calls at this mome-" I pressed the 'end call' button and set my phone down on the kitchen counter, frustrated. Why won't he pick up anymore?
I walked over to the fridge, looking for something to have for dinner. I could cook something, but I didn't feel like it. Frozen pizza was the only option I was really willing to make 'cook' without my effort.
After I had put the pizza into the oven, I picked up my phone. I've been spending a lot of time on it lately, feeling paranoid. I couldn't help but think these rumors about Austin cheating were true. He's never home and he won't pick up my calls. Typical boyfriend-cheating-on-girlfriend factors.
I sat alone on the couch with my pizza and the tv turned on, but I wasn't watching or eating. My mind was buzzing about Austin cheating on me. The facts and everything were there, I was just in denial. He couldn't have.
"You're not cheating on me, are you Romo?" I talked absentmindedly to the white fur ball curled up next to me. He looked at me with his squinted eyes, meowing once before minding his own business. Romo never liked me anyways.
It was now about 11:00 and I was growing tired of waiting for Austin to come home. I knew he wouldn't be back soon, he always stays out late, to see another girl.
I've had enough of his behavior. I just need to leave before he sees me. Maybe early in the morning because then I can call my parents to tell them I'd be coming home. They lived a few hours away but I didn't mind the drive. I just need to let Austin go, just like he has with me.
Turning off the bathroom light, I crawled into bed with Romo at my feet. I sighed to myself as I pulled the blankets over my body. I felt very comfortable, actually. I can't be the only one who loves the feel of shaved legs on soft blankets. It's like sleeping on a cloud.
I laid on my left side, facing away from Austin's side of the bed. I don't know if he still sleeps here anymore. He's usually gone in the morning before I awake, or downstairs looking like he's about to leave.
All I know, is that I'm tired of going to sleep in an empty bed.
I'd often cry myself to sleep. I know it shows my inner teenager, but it helped me fall asleep.
My eyelids slowly closed, but then I heard the front door open and close. Austin's back. My chest heaved up and down and I didn't realize that I actually felt nervous. I don't know why, though.
Five minutes passed and I could hear him coming up the stairs and towards our room. The door was on the other side of me, facing my back so it was easier for me to eavesdrop on what he was doing. He walked into the bathroom and I assumed he was going to take a shower. By now, he thought that I was fast asleep. But my eyes were wide open, watching him like a hawk. Well, mentally. I couldn't see what he was doing.
I bit my lip, trying not to cry. I knew that Austin was cheating on me, yet I still stay with him. I let him hurt me but I'm still here.
Soon enough, I heard him make his way towards the bed. His weight brought down the mattress a bit as he laid down next to me. Behind me technically, as my back was facing him.
To my surprise, his arms wrapped around me and he scooted his front closer to my back. I tried not to fidget, feeling his hot breath down my spine.
"I know you're awake." He whispered into my ear as my insides jumped all over the place.
I ignored him, trying to keep up the demeanor that I was asleep. He pulled me closer, basically spooning me. Annoyance grew inside me but I shut my eyes to keep myself from lashing out at him. I tried to really fall asleep this time, taking a deep breath and letting it out to show Austin that I was sleeping.
