Munchkin

•Eighty Eight•

[ M I K A Y L A ]
"See y'all on Monday!" I smile before closing the door. I lean against it and groan.

This sleepover revealed nothing. Nada!

All that was weird to me was when Mia continuously gave me a weird look whenever I brought up Jace.

Other than that, I have nothing.

I went up the stairs and into my room. It's now eleven in the morning and Jace was still asleep but I'd decided just to leave him cause I'm sure the medicine I had him take an hour ago completely drowsed him out.

I grab my towel and some clothes before heading into the bathroom for a shower. After drying myself off, I pulled on my basketball shorts and a simple black shirt that said Naturally Sarcastic in French.

Today wasn't washing day so my hair was still dry though from the humidity of the shower, it was kind of curly.

I grab all my stuff and walk back into my room, Jace still asleep. After I was done putting everything back in their places, I decided to try to wake him up. "Jaaaace," I whisper, wiggling him.

No response.

"Jaaaaace," I say a bit louder, wiggling him more aggressively.

Still nothing.

"Jace, I don't no your middle name, Morgan. Get your sleepy ass up right now," I say, pinching him all over his arm so he could get up.

He quickly sat up with a confused look. "What? What do you want Mikayla? What?"

My eyes widen at his outburst. "Ouch."

He sighed. "Sorry."

"Anyway, you slept good?"

Jace looks a little lost at the question. Either that or he wasn't sure of his upcoming answer. "Yeah. Did you come check on me last night?"

I furrow my brows at him. "When I came to give you your medicine earlier this morning, yeah."

He shook his head. "No, not that. Before that. Like, after you brought me food?"

I shook my head at him. "Well, I didn't. Why? What happened?"

His eyes widened and he looked down at his lap, keeping his silence.

I scooch closer to him, confused. "Jace, what happened?"

"Um..." Jace began, scratching his neck and looking everywhere but at me. "Hey, is that–"

"Don't change the freaking subject! What happened?" I said more irritated.

Jace sighed. "When I was asleep, some girl came in here and started stroking my cheek or whatever. I–I thought it was you cause your hair was straight yesterday and hers was too. It was too–too dark to see her properly. I couldn't even think properly cause of how sick I am. Then she...she, um..."

"What'd she do?" I whispered, already knowing where this was going.

He ran a hand through his hair, looking up at the ceiling. "She–she kissed me."

My heart drops at that.

"At first, I pushed her back," he looks back at me. "I told her I was sick and that I'd get her sick too. Then she started kissing me again and I.... I kissed her back. But when I did, that's when I started having doubts that it wasn you cause you don't eat chocolate and her breath smelled like chocolate but I thought maybe you had ate something?"

I stay quiet, looking down at me lap.

Jace places his hand on my thigh. "But then when she told me night instead of goodnight, I knew for sure it wasn't you. The whole night...I beat myself up over the situation. I cheated on you without even realizing it–"