Colliding Worlds

Chapter 17.

With new and intense pain comes the strong burst of desires and feelings...
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Rya's pov.

Days passed and I didn't see silvestro, I was worried sick, angry.

What's wrong with him, why did he just disappear the way he did, without telling me?.

So much for staying with me, not letting me be alone.

I got out of the shower and dried up my body before wrapping myself with my towel and walked out to the dressing room.

He's not been here for days now and his scent is still strong in the atmosphere like he was just here.

Sigh.

Today we start training, I've not seen Peter, silvestro's disappeared, I'm lost in my emotions. At least I'm healing now, among all the sour things I'm feeling and going through, and I can also start training too. I spoke with Jason this morning, leaving out silvestro's part even though he asked.

My life's fucked!

I open my closet eyeing silvestro's own next to mine.

Where is he?

I look to pick my jeans and my purple warm sweatshirt but I found something way different.

My clothes were not in my closet! No, these open revealing clothes aren't mine. All my clothes are gone.

My heart raced, I felt my face go hot.

Am I dreaming?

Did I teleport to someone else's room?

I pulled out all the clothes in the closet, spilling them on the floor and still couldn't find mine. My underwear and shoes were intact though, thank God! I don't know what I'd do if anyone took my years and years of stored Victoria secrets that I still haven't made use of. The sexy little lace and silk materials... Peter always bug me about storing them without even having a boyfriend, but they are kind of a consolation that bring me joy. Wearing something sexy.

I throw silvestro's closet open and find his clothes still intact.

What sort of sick joke or prank is this?

The alarm I set on my phone for each schedule goes off, since the circuit were so nice enough not to put mind loosing alarms in the halls for us like other places would. They allow us freedom, apart from the curfew from 10pm to 6am. And now, it's time for breakfast at 8 and I can't find my fucking clothes.

Should I wear silvestro's clothes, because I can't for sure wear those slutty piece of clothing materials a girl child definitely cut for her dolls!

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Today is therefore noted to be my  worst day ever, here!

I can fell all eyes on me as I walk into the dinning hall. The loud area was suddenly quite.  I try walking to an empty table I see at the back where no one would see me anymore after my walk of shame and pay no attention to the people that didn't look at me yesterday which is everyone that is now!

Damn these clothes!

I wore the scrap of clothes I obviously found in my closet. I couldn't wear silvestro's clothes even if I wanted to, they were too big, belt couldn't do anything much to help. And his shirts were super big, even though I love baggy clothes, these were just too big, on me, they looked like I  just had sex and wore my man's clothes. I didn't want to give that impression. It would have been  too embarrassing. I shouldn't care, but I did and that is costing me all these eyes. I so wish I could teleport to the small childrens dinning hall right now.