Love me Endlessly

Chapter 18-I miss them too.

*Lyric's P.O.V.*

I sat the tray Ella brought me, which was now empty, on the the night stand next to me. My eyes landed on my mom's picture again, tears swelling up in my eyes as I thought about I was never going to see her again.  I flipped over on to my back and took out my ear phones, staring up at the ceiling, trying to stop my tears.

That's all I have been doing for the past few weeks. Just laying here and crying. I was so sick of it. It made me feel weak and like a coward. I just wished I could stop it. Just stop all of it. But I knew the only way that was going to happen was if I could bring my mom back...but of course that was never going to happen.

I covered my face with my hand and let out a shaky breath, letting my hand get wet by my tears. "Damn it..." I sighed, wiping at my face and swinging my legs over the side of the bed and sitting up. "You got to suck it up man. Just try to take your mind off of it." I said to myself and stood from the bed, trying to come up with something to do.

I walked over to the mirror hanging above the dresser and almost gagged at my reflection. "God you look horrid." I said, with a hint of a British accent, making my throat close up as I thought about mom. I had swollen and blood shot eyes, blotchy cheeks, and dark hair sticky out in all sorts of places. I had some scruff from not shaving and a running nose from all the crying. "You need to fix this." I said and grabbed a pair of sweats and fresh boxers.

I walked into the bathroom and shut the door, before locking it out of habit. I turned on the hot water, going to pull of my shirt, but stopped once I realized I wasn't wearing one. Shaking my head as I pulled down my shorts and boxers, I got into the shower, humming as the hot water hit my back. I pressed my hands against the tiled wall, letting the water drench my hair and roll down my back, probably making my angel wings tat look distorted.

The water worked out the tension I didn't know I had and soothed my sore limbs, almost causing me to moan like I was having the best sex in the world, but I stopped myself knowing that A) Ella would probably be really confused if she heard me and B) I would be creeped out myself just thinking about it. So I bit my lip to suppress it and just enjoyed the shower as much as I could.

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I walked out of the bedroom, towel in one hand, drying my hair, and water droplets running down my bare chest and seeping into the top of my sweats. The sound of When your mad by Ne-yo filled the apartment, which surprisingly looked really clean. I followed the music into the kitchen, where Ella was, dancing around to the song, singing into the scrub brush we use to wash dishes.

"Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose. When you make your angry face. That makes me wanna just take off all your clothes." She sang passionately, rocking her hips as she scrubbed at a plate, her voice mixing damn near perfect with his voice. "And sex you all over the place" She body rolled, grinding into the air.

I smirked and leaned against the door frame, deciding I should just sit back and enjoy the show. Charlie barked at her and she looked down at him, setting the dish and brush she was holding into the sink, before snapping her fingers at him. He hopped on his back legs and began to jump along to the music as she continued to dance and sing. My smirk broke out into a smile, the first real one I have had in weeks, as I admire how adorable she was.

"Baby, don't think I don't take you seriously. But I just can't help the fact that your attitude excites me (so exciting) And you know ain't nothing better. Then when we get mad together and have angry sex  (I'll blow you out)" She sang dancing sexily as she looked at the picture of us that was sitting on the counter. I bit my lip in a bigger smile and pushed myself off the door frame, walking over to her.