-Danny's POV-
As soon as I walked into my house, I knew Sasha must of left. She knocked over most the stuff in the place, kitchen chairs are on their sides, the table was on it's side. I take a picture then fix everything and go upstairs to my room. Hopefully everything is okay but dread fills my stomach. If she flipped the table, can only imagine what she would do to paper, and softer material.
I sprint to my room but hesitate to open the door. It's hard to breathe, in moments like this, I try not to panic but there's some panic creeping into my bones. Sasha isn't a horrible person, right now. But if she did anything, it's unforgivable. Some things are irreplaceable.
Slowly reaching for the knob, I turn it, creaking the door open. Pushing it open, I close my eyes walking in. After a few steps, I open my eyes. Nothing is wrong. The bed is unmade and some small things have been moved or smacked over but there's nothing wrong. Then it dawns on me, running to my moms room. I didn't hesitate, opening the door you can see everything has been sprawled out. Moms clothes have been rips apart, torn, shredded, thrown all over the room.
She threw her bottles of perfume against the wall. It smelled so bad, it was worse than most high end fashion stores. She destroyed everything she could get her hands on. I dropped to my knees, defeated. It's not my stuff, she is never here, but I always leave her room tidy and clean for her when she comes back. I sigh holding back tears. I get off my knees to start cleaning the room. I put the ruined clothes into a pile, put the good or useable clothes back in the closet. I made her room presentable again. Even scrubbed the wall where the perfume was shattered against. It took me over two hours to get her stuff organized again, to fix all the draws, pick up all the broken glass from the picture framed being thrown all over the place. Sasha is never going to be forgiven. Plus, if mom comes back soon I won't know how to explain. Guess I will be spending my checks on replacing moms stuff before she comes back.
Once her room is put back together and the trash was taken out, I slouch off to the bathroom, feeling exhausted with a headache from all the harsh chemicals I have inhaled, the perfume too, I decide to listen to some blackbear while I shower. I miss the old you started playing while I undressed and slipped into the shower. My ribs still hurts from Johnny punching them, the bruise is at the weird healing color though. It shouldn't be too long before they stop hurting. Scrubbing myself with old spice body wash, feeling the dirt lift off my skin, I start feeling a bit better. I run my hands through my hair, letting the water fall onto me happily. The water feels amazing, my body relaxes. I start washing my hair with Old Spice, Fiji 2in1, rinse it out then turn the water off. Dripping wet, I wrap the towel around my waist, grab my stuff out of my pockets, put the dirty clothes away then head upstairs to my bed. It's only 8:27pm but today has been too much. Picking the black fur comforter up and slip under it, naked. I throw the towel by the clothes basket. I toss and turn trying to find a comfortable position, closing my eyes, it doesn't help. 15 minutes went by and I couldn't sleep.
Not sleeping is normal lately. Having the time to sleep, isn't the issue. It's like my brain can't turn off long enough to sleep. Something always keeps me up. Tonight, I thought it would be Sasha and her petty behavior that would keep me up but instead I cant stop thinking about Little thing. Seeing her blush was mesmerizing. Her legs in those booty shorts. Hell, her ass when she walked in those shorts. The fact I even got under her skin, that she checked me out. It was weird, but I was excited about someone. I grab my phone, unlocking it. I pull up my texts and send one to Alex.
"Heading to bed, thinking of you lol" 8:43pm, sent.
"Oh, shush. Goodnight."8:43pm
"Awe, you're not thinking about me? ;)" 8:44pm, sent
"You're bad. :P"8:44pm
"Do you like that?"8:44pm, sent
"Go to bed."8:44pm.
"Does it have to be my bed?"8:44pm, sent
"Umm.. whose else?"8:44pm
"Ha, is that curiosity or jealousy?" 8:44pm, sent.
"Curious, just curious. Promise." 8:44pm
"Maybe yours then." 8:45pm, sent.
"Wooow, that'd be the day. -.-" 8:45pm
"Ouch. Don't sound so disgusted, especially after checking me out. :P" 8:45pm, sent.
A few minutes went by and I was worried I went to far. Still getting to know her makes it impossible to know if my playful taunts and teasing is too much. The phone vibrates.
"Fine, I did. But we both know you'd have an anime nose bleed if you didn't advert your eyes looking at my shorts. Ha! Try me. XD" 8:53pm
"oof caught. Guess we both look, truce?" 8:53pm, sent
"No, cause that's admitting defeat" 8:53pm. This brat, of course she thinks about that. She treats this like a battle too.
"Not defeat, more like.. modest surrendering for both parties" 8:54pm, sent
"Truce mean you stop saying stuff like that?" 8:55pm. She took a whole minute to think about this, does it bother her? I mean, I'm not going to stop anyway.
"Of course. Truce?" 8:55pm, sent. It's only a lie if she notices it.
"Okay, truce." 8:57pm
----A few hours later---
"Okay, go to bed hun." 12:17am, sent.
"Shhh.. you're tired, not me." 12:17am. She is tired though. She's fallen asleep twice now.
"Lol, we can talk tomorrow. I will walk you to school. Go to bed."12:17a, sent.
"You don't have to do that..." 12:18am
"What time do you usually leave?" 12:18am, sent
"Well.. it's usually 7:15am." 12:18am
"I will be there. Goodnight, you need to sleep. Don't forget your alarm" 12:18am, sent.
After that, I toss one more time in my bed and fall to sleep slowly, excited for tomorrow morning.
The alarm goes off at exactly 6:20am. I hit the snooze and lay down for a few more minutes before finally dragging myself out of bed. I slip on some black skinnies, my converse, and a grey thin hoodie. It's gonna be warm today. I grab my bag, slide all the shit for school in it and run down stairs. I have enough time for a bowl of cereal, so I quickly make one, pulling the bowl and spoon out, I decide on Raisin brand. Pouring it into the bowl, I eat it while checking my phone. I decided not to message Alex back. I want to surprise her again. It's 6:53am, after I finish the bowl. I put it in the sink with a quick rinse then head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Finally I am ready and out the door, remembering to lock it and hide my moms spare key somewhere new and well hidden. As I step down the stairs, I spark up a cigarette and begin my walk down to her house, making sure to take my time to really enjoy my morning cigarette.
#AuthorsNote.. Sent at the end of the text messages mean they are from Danny, The time was used to represent how much time they did spent talking.
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