Chapter 23 - Grief

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 I awoke to still find myself in Leos sleeping arms, as I looked up at him I noticed that he was sleeping soundly, he looked even more handsome as he slept… if that’s possible? I looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:30am, I needed a shower so I shifted a bit at a time, not too fast otherwise I would wake him, sliding out from the covers I began to shiver… it was bloody freezing! I walked around to the one side of the bed, grabbed my gown and darted for the bathroom. Once inside I quickly turned the water on and waited for it to warm up… was it wrong to feel so happy this morning? I shook my head; removing the thought before it could grow… of course it was ok! I mean I just slept with I guy I was falling for… who cherished everything about me… and found out that Hades’ wife trusted me! Pretty damn good I would say.

  As I stepped into the stream of water I was greeted by cushioning warmth that sheltered and cleansed my body. Feeling a bit bouncy that morning I began to hum a dance to a tune… it was bloody ‘Katrina and the waves –walking on sunshine’ the next thing I knew I was singing it! Damn my mother for ramming 80’s music at me since I was a child! About 10 minutes later I made my way back to the bedroom with my robe held tight to my body… Leo was wide awake and staring at me… shit…

“I never knew you could sing” he stated with that stinking cocky grin on his face

“Shut up!” I yelled back, embarrassment choking my voice… I was blushing again

“Hey, I’m serious you have a wonderful voice”

“Don’t, I know it’s not good” he got out of bed then and walked towards me… all of his manhood showing… oh jeez… “Could you at least put some pants on…?” I flushed “… what if my dad walks in...”

“He won’t”

“how can you be so sure…?”

“Because he’s not here…” I just looked at him “I can sense things remember… there’s no one here except you and me” I didn’t stop staring “Jen, what’s wrong?”

“My father always comes home…stay here” I put my undies back on, grabbed the sash that was to go around my waist, tied it tight and went downstairs to investigate.

  I looked in all of the rooms upstairs and saw that his bed had either just been made or hadn’t been touched, carefully I went downstairs and into the kitchen where I was relieved to find another note

Jen,

Again bloody work called me in… I didn’t want to wake you so I left this note… I just got in at 12am last night, managed to eat lunch and was told to be in work at 5:30am it’s getting bloody stupid now… if you go out later… drop us a text yeah? I’ll be home as soon as I can… if they’ll let me that is…

Love you

dad xxx

I was relieved, not relieved to find he had more work… they were pushing him now they thought he was ‘done with grieving’ over my mother… but I was relieved to know that nothing was wrong. I grabbed the bottle of O.J from the fridge and poured a glass, feeling two arms wrap around me I began to smile

“See, told you nothing was wrong” he smirked

“I know… but I can’t help but worry now can I?” I took a gulp of juice from my cup, letting the cold liquid flow down my throat, I put the cup down and turned to face him

“Managed to find your underwear then?” I laughed as I looked down to see his manhood still on show

“Didn’t I tell you… I’m going nudist?” his bottom lip quivered as he withheld laughter

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