Pixel Princess (DDLG)

Slow songs

It was 7am Monday morning, I got up and got ready for work, Lyra had gone home the night before. The sun shone through the curtains brightly, burning holes in my eyes and blinding me. I huffed. Not a fan of mornings, always was was more of a night owl. I preferred the night, it was more peaceful, calm and tranquil. I wouldn't go out at night, but it was nice when I was inside looking out at the world.

I made a cup of tea and slowly sipped it, looking out of the window at the morning birds and butterflies making the world look like a magical fairytale. The sun rays shone into the back garden, looking like beams of magic kissing the ground. It gave me piece and warmed my heart, even if it was 7.30 in the morning and I had hardly slept.

My feelings were still pretty mixed up at the moment and honestly I think I needed a few days away from Lyra. I loved him, sure, but he still upset me the other day and I dont know how to feel. Jesus, I don't even know how he feels. He was so sweet the last few days, but then he basically said I was a friend and he regretted what had happened. So maybe all this kindness was to cover up or make up for what he said. I sighed. I was so confused. Maybe I should talk to him about it, but I don't know how to bring it up.

I turned and walked back upstairs to get ready for work. I decided to do my makeup first for a change, pink sparkly eyeshadow, pink highlighter, pink sparkly lipstick. Simple yet nice and very pink. I put on a plain black crop top and my baby pink short dungarees with black bats all over it. I then put on one baby pink and one black over the knee sock on. Finished with glossy pink platforms with heart shaped buckles. I decided to put my hair into pigtails, then went to grab some breakfast. I fancied bacon omelette this morning.

After, disastrously, making my breakfast and almost setting the kitchen on fire, I brushed my teeth and grabbed my baby pink shoulder bag. I made sure I had everything, phone, keys, lipstick, purse, then jumped into the car.

I walked into work, Elia was already behind the counter as usual, I sipped my iced mocha frappe which I had decided to pick up on route. Hopefully a caffeine boost would help me get through this day, doubt it, but it's worth a shot.

I went to the back and sat on the dusty old brown sofa, it was stained and nasty. It looked like it should have been thrown away a few decades ago. I was tired, confused and just generally feeling lifeless. Lyra was so lovely, yet it confused me and my emotions. One minute he would act like I was his everything, the next I was nothing, and I hate to admit it but I think he was right about me being a little but I wasn't going to admit that anytime soon.

I sighed, walking on to the shop floor and clocking in.

"Elia, can I ask an odd question?" I said fiddling with the buckles on my dungarees.

"Sure, as long as it's not about your sex life" she laughed, nudging me slightly.

"Coming from the person who is constantly asking about my sex life! It's like you're obsessed with me!" I mocked back, laughing.

"Oh, totally!" She giggled, rolling her eyes "what did you wanna ask anyways?"

"If someone acts like you're their everything one minute, and then acting like they dont want you like that after, what do you do?" I looked at her, I felt sad and defeated.

"Honestly? I'd say they aren't worth your hassle. But I know what you're like Avalia, you won't listen to that. I know you like Lyra, but if he can't seem to choose whether he wants you or not, he's not worth your time hun."

I knew she was right, but something about him I just couldn't shake. He was addictive, like a drug. I always needed more, even when I knew it wasn't best for me, I needed him.