The Holiday.

Wednesday

Flynn POV

Larry proved he was no minute man last night. I am quite satisfied. Too satisfied.

I'm injured 😜.

I try to crawl out from under him to use the bathroom again, he's knocked out.

Larry, I need to get up .... you're heavy.

"Je suis fatigué .. je n'en veux pas ... non ..."

Uggh .... I need to ... Larry.

"Oui .. it OK ..."

He's not making sense, but at least he shifted enough for me to get up.

When I move, he pulls the duvet over his head.

His toes are peeking out.

"What happen for ... you have to now?"

Ooh Larry, go back to sleep. Please.

"...... fatigué."(tired)

I know.

He should be tired. We went almost all night.

It's almost 8. Miss Bobbet will be here, or at my house, soon.

Can't decide if I should stay or go. Regardless I still have to pee, and brush my teeth ... my mouth feels yucky.

*ding*

His bathroom is nicer than mine. The shower has a touch panel with a 360 degree head. I see the jets in the wall. I know it's amazing. I sit and start to pee, it burns. Uggh ... I'm split. That hasn't happened in years. Well, good thing it heals fast.

*ding*

*ring .. Devin Calling .. ring*

My cell is on the counter.

I pick it up and look at the screen. 13 missed calls, 8 text messages. All from the same contact.

Devin.

#1 6:14pm

'You never called me Sweetie, let me know you're safe. I talked to Miss Tamara, she told me you are fine, but I want to hear it from you. Be safe. I love you.'

#2 9:01pm

'Hi it me. What you doin 😘 Miss you.'

#3 10:31pm

'It's late ...where are you?'

#4 11:01pm

'I'm worried .... text me back.'

#5 11:37pm

'????????'

#6 1:33am

'Your voicemail is full, I hope you're getting my texts. Call me.'

#7 4:46am

'I'm going to the gym. I know you check your phone when you wake up. If I don't hear from you by 7am, I'm assuming the worst.😕'

#8 7:13am

'😳 Flynn'

*ding*