Bus Stops and Coffee

Chapter 7

"Ugh. Bloody hell." the sun was shining on my face through my curtains. I reached my hand; tugging fiercely at them so they would close. My room was immediately incased in darkness.

'What the fuck happened last night?' I thought, rolling over and falling out my bed.

"Real graceful Riley." I muttered to myself. Some of my hair was sticking to half off my face, the other amount sticking up towards the sky like when Einstein tested the theory of electricity. My head was pounding and I couldn't think straight.

"Oh yeah." I said as my memory finally returned to me. I had gotten mad at Darrel and mixed a drink in the kitchen. Everything after that was a blur. Lucario padded over to me and barked.

"Ow!" I exclaimed. A put a hand over his muzzle as I grimaced.

"Please don't do that. I'll die." I exaggerated. That felt like Bolts super bark, even though he hadn't really been a super dog.

"At least it's Saturday." I said with a shrug. I didn't know if I was trying to convince myself or Lucario that it was a good day even though I had a hangover.

"Darrel is gonna be so mad. Even though it was his fault I got mad. But I shouldn't have drank that liquor. I guess I dug my own grave with this one." I said as I walked slowly towards the bathroom, still a little off balance.
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Lucas' POV

After going to the bathroom and splashing some water on my face, I felt better. I had managed to get a lot of sleep but I still wouldn't be fully awake without my daily cup of coffee.

Vampires didn't necessarily need sleep to function but I liked to sleep every night. Sleep allowed me to dream and that was something very fascinating to me.

Speaking of coffee, someone was making some at the moment. The smell of vanilla creamer and coffee wafted from the kitchen and I followed my nose. Arriving at the kitchen I could hear Darrel talking with Harper and Zoe.

"Let's get you girls home. I have to lean this place up when I get back." he said. His car keys jingled as he picked them up and led them out the house. The girls spotted me and Harper was about to say something but I put a finger to my lips.

Zoe put a hand over Harpers mouth and waved at me before pushing the girl out the house. I let out a sigh as the door closed. I went into the kitchen to find a kettle half full with coffee.

"Jackpot." I said about to reach for it but then stopping.

'I should clean this place up. Darrel is a good friend of mine. And it'll make him less mad at me for the fact that I didn't answer back his texts.' I added the last part as an after thought. The coffee would be my sweet reward after working so hard.
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Darrel's POV

I dropped off both Harper and Zoe at their houses. 'Lucas hadn't answered any of my texts. But his car was still at the house last night.' I thought as I say at a red light.

"Wait, didn't I see it parked outside this morning?" I asked myself. That meant he was still at the house.

"But I didn't see him." I was contradicting myself.

"I have to sort this out." The reminder notification on my phone beeped. I had to get groceries.

"After I go shopping." the light turned green and I sped off.
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'When did I do that?' I asked myself. I was staring at my shower wall which was covered with steam, and at the letters of a name I had apparently written on said wall. Was Lucas really on my mind that much?

I let out a sigh and wiped his name off from the glass. I watched the water run down my body and lifted my arms; a thought coming into my head. I tried to remember the certain formation and lifted my hands and arms accordingly.