Twice in a Lifetime \\ KELLIC

12

I woke up in the morning feeling hot and clammy. I guess that happens when someone's body is wrapped around yours. At first I was tense, a little scared and disoriented, but when I remembered who it was, I felt safe as I relaxed.

All I had to do was turn a little to the side to see him. It was strange being in bed with him. This was Vic. He was practically my greatest frenemy for the past four years and I never in a million years would have thought we'd be in bed together, no matter how innocent it was, and it was innocent.

I think I would have had a mental breakdown if he didn't stay, and then I felt bad because I kind of made him stay. I didn't mean to emotionally manipulate him, but I did. I cried and I got my way.

I had been lazily watching him when he began to stir. I panicked a little and chose to close my eyes and fake being asleep. I didn't know what else to do. This was such a weird position to be in with him. As he woke up my heart raced. I didn't know why I was so worried. He had been so great lately so I didn't know why I thought he wouldn't be now.

I didn't notice his hand was on my bare hip until he slid it up my back, under my shirt. I stopped breathing. He groaned in his half asleep state before holding me tighter and nuzzling his face into my neck. I let out a shaky breath as my entire body went hotter than it already had been that morning.

It was at that point I realized what he was doing to my body and I reacted on impulse. I ungracefully shot up from the bed and stumbled out of it, running into the wall. I looked back at Vic who was only just opening his eyes. He was confused as he looked around then over at me.

I didn't say anything to him. I was confused myself and embarrassed upon anything else. I had gotten way too comfortable with him and it left me feeling uneasy. I left the room and went into the bathroom. I turned the shower on because I just felt so dirty.

I took a long shower, just standing there under the cool water. I was delaying going back out there. I didn't know what I was going to say to him. Was there even anything to say? I guess I owed him an apology for being all weird.

Eventually I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I went into the hall, sneaking around as if I were going to get caught, and went back to my room. Vic wasn't there anymore and I could smell the distinct scent of bacon and eggs coming from downstairs. I guess he wasn't freaked out enough to leave.

I got dressed then headed downstairs. I found Vic in the kitchen, dishing up breakfast. I stood in the doorway until he looked up and saw me there.

"Hey, hope you're hungry," he said.

"I guess I am a little," I said.

He took the two plates and cutlery to the dining table and set them down, then sat down. This was too weird, but I still went and sat with him.

"I was thinking we could get out of the bathroom today and work on the upstairs hall instead. I feel like doing some painting," he said.

"Sounds good," I said simply with a nod.

"Good," he said.

I glanced at him as he ate, then focused on my food. It looked good and my stomach was empty, but I didn't feel like eating just now.

"I'm sorry," I said out of nowhere, looking up at him again.

"For?" he asked.

"For last night. For...you know...I'm sorry," I said sheepishly.

He looked a little uncomfortable as he shifted in his seat and shrugged, "It's fine."

I sighed in frustration, "You've really gotta stop being so...so...accommodating of me."