Pissing Off The Universe

10-home sweet home

I open my eyes to find myself standing in what looks like a loft. It is a big open concept, it looks urban, but simultaneously retro. Cool loft. There is a massive super-comfy-looking sofa. I can just imagine lying down on it. It is facing a long, massive brick wall lined with massive windows overlooking a beautiful scenery and a jumbo flat screen TV. Honestly, it's the biggest TV I've ever seen and it looks so different. It looks newer somehow. Looking further down the room, I can spot a beautiful wooden table carved with alluring details. It must be one of a kind. I approach it and trace the carvings with my fingers. There are so many beautiful pictures depicted on it.

Once I look up from the fascinating furniture, my eyes take in a massive kitchen with a gorgeous white marble countertop, a gas stove and a ginormous (no exaggeration on my part) fridge and pantry. My mouth waters as my eyes eat up the prodigious room. I move on, walking toward a very simplistic stairway leading to a second level situated right between the "dining room" and the living area. This home must be a joy to live in.

" Welcome to our humble abode. " Lennox breaks the silence making me jump.

I turn back to face the trio. " It's gorgeous." I squeeze out. Still breath taken by the sight.

The apartment isn't huge but it still feels like it has a lot of space. Classy, yet cozy.

" Yeah, I know. " Kyra playfully inputs as she flings herself onto the coach. " We've had this place for a long time. It was renovated recently but we made sure to keep the original feel to it. It's home. " She finishes this is a contented smile on her lips.

Then, with a wicked smirk she whispers: "Not to brag but I pretty much designed the whole thing."

Entirely ignoring the fact that Kyra and I are having a conversation, Hayden steps in with his flat tone and ruins the light atmosphere. " We have an extra bedroom that we keep some stuff in. You'll stay in it later because we need to clear stuff out and find a bed. In the meantime, we'll get the air mattress and you can sleep in Ky's room. "

I look over at Kyra and she gives me a reassuring nod. At least I'm bunked with a girl. And also the lesser crazy of three... I look back at Hayden, noticing he is going up the stairs with a large suitcase in his hand. Must be the clothes from our little (not) shopping spree. It feels like ages ago. What was it, twenty hours ago?

Kyra reluctantly gets up and comes towards me. " Because I'm a girl I get my own bathroom. Score! The guys don't want to share with me. Something about not wanting to intrude but I'd guess they're just scared of sharing with a woman." Hayden coughs next to us, supporting an irked expression on his golden face. Kyra ignores him giggling. "So you can share with me. I don't mind sharing." She spares Hayden a devilish and playful look. "It's right between my room and the guest bedroom which you will be in. And by the way you look I think you'll be needing a shower right about now. " She pinches her nose as if I am too smelly. We start heading upstairs and she continues her instructions. " You can use the red towel, it has just come out of the wash. I have some shampoo and the bars of soap are under the tap. Feel free to use whatever you want. The bathroom is connected to my room also so make sure to lock both doors when you are using it. Or not. It's for your privacy, I really don't care. I'll leave you some clean clothes for you on the bed and fix up your air bed."

We are now standing in front of a door that I assume leads into the bathroom.

" It's all yours. " Kyra playfully winks at me before turning around and going into what I presume is her room.

I open the door into the washroom to find that it holds the same beauty as the rest of house. There in the centre back of the room lies a big mirror on top of a nice vanity with a large shower abreast of a jacuzzi bathtub. Same elegance, different feel. This room is very luxurious and high class. Quick enough I strip down naked and hop into the shower although not before making sure to lock both doors.

As the water runs over me, I realize I hadn't known how much I needed a shower until I stepped in it. I hadn't realized how sore every single part of my body is. My legs are burning from the walk I insanely undertook and my shoulders are aching from my night's rest in Central Park. The hot water washes over me and soothes my mind and tender muscles.

Once fully washed and relaxed, I hop out and grab the red towel, wrapping it around myself before I walk out into the bedroom. I'm pretty sure nothing can be more like Kyra than this. On a four-post king size bed I spot some clothes. It is a simple white tank top with skinny leather jeans and a red wine sweatshirt. I slip on the clothes quickly, put the towel on my hair and head down.

A smell overwhelms me bringing me directly to the kitchen. I'm a sucker for pasta. I notice Hayden hunched over the stove, his back muscle flexing as he stirs sauce. Hayden turns around, catching me staring. I feel my cheeks flush slightly. I can feel Hayden smirking at me as I work greatly to avoid eye contact.

" Thought you might be hungry. " Hayden triumphantly says going back to the stove, adding some spices.

Still feeling quite chirpy from the shower I just had, I decide to try and strike up a conversation.

" I'm starving actually. I wouldn't have pegged you as a cook though. "

" Glad to surprise you. It's actually a hobby of mine. Helps me calm down. I mean I kinda have to know how to cook because the twins suck at everything food related unless they're ingesting it. "

The last comment brings a chuckle to my lips.

" You three are really close, aren't you? "

" I mean we've known each other for ages. Longer than you would ever guess. "

A smile of content appears on Hayden's lips as he seems to reminisce on his friendship. He hands me a bowl of spaghetti and I place it on the island in front of me and get on a high chair. He hands me a fork with some grated cheese. Maybe he is actually a decent person. I tell myself as we continue our small talk. I get so comfortable that I almost forget all the unexplainable shit that has happened. Never forget Ava, nothing makes sense with this story. Nothing.

Omg I am so proud of this chapter! Hope you like it tooooo! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡