Chapter 5

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Even on the few days when I decide not to attend classes or even go anywhere, my brain still manages to wake me up at the non appointed time, for example, 7:14 am

My eyes open in tiny slits as I take in the warm rays of sunshine that are glowing through the open curtains which Muna has decided never to shut before she sleeps. Curse you, Muna the platypus. Okay, bad joke

I rub my eyes and scratch my head, scattering the blonde nest even more and I'm pretty sure I look like one of my ancestral cave men

Muna is still asleep on her bed in a surprisingly not sprawled manner which I am certainly too sleepy to comprehend at the moment so I just make my way to the bathrooms to take a quick piss

My eyes are still half closed and I'm probably experiencing my first sleep walking when my eyes widen as I hold the door ajar, staring at Muna on her bed and Muna walking towards me in the hallway

I wipe my eyes and stare at both sides again. I definitely don't like this dream of having two Munas. The Muna in the hallway grins giddily at me and next I hear, I'm screaming my own head off

I panic, run into the room and lock the door behind me. The figure on the bed pulls the comforter off them and Jace's face peeks up at me, extremely confused

"Who's the crying banshee?" His voice comes out a bit croaky but it passed the message just fine and I instantly understand the situation. Well not totally though, but to a knowledgeable point

"Muna" I blink unnaturally, hoping my lie isn't obvious, but of course it's international know-Autumn-is-a-bad-liar day

"Sure" he rolls his eyes and get into a sitting position with his socked feet on the floor. I'm watching him intently as his dazed look adjusts to being awake. And I must say, it's a pretty sight

Muna thumps away on the door but neither of us pay attention to her

He walks to my bed stand and takes a sip from the bottled water on the table. While swallowing, he taps on my phone to probably check for the time. No problem there, drink my water and use my phone. Mi casa, you casa.

He turns to find me watching him and I stupidly cough and turn around....to the door. I am facing the door. Mental face palm! Why does he always catch me staring?!

"Are you going to open the door or what?" His voice says from behind me and I scoff. Yeah, that's totally why I'm facing the door

I unlock the door and Muna strides in. She walks to her table and sets down the bags in her hand like it's most natural for all three of us to be in our room at this hour of the morning

"Is someone going to explain to me what is going on?" I look only at Muna but still turn to see Jace giving me a blank look. Okay, so many I avoided him then we made up, then I yelled and got angry at him before running away. I didn't do much harm

Okay, placing it all out is kind of bad but it still doesn't warrant the distant unfriendly Jace that I am experiencing for the first time in our friendship

"Your friend trapped me in here since midnight so we can reconcile. How come you left the door open this morning?" He asks Muna

"Kinda forgot as I left to get breakfast" she gestures to the bags she came in with

"Yeah, whatever. I'm leaving" Jace miraculously has his shoes on and is already out of our room without even glancing in my direction. Okay, so he's mad at me

"Jace, hold up" I call as I run after his really long strides but he doesn't even stop

"Jace!" I yell

He stops walking but looks like he is itching to keep moving with his fists balled at his sides. I stop few feets from him

"What?" He turns to me. His voice and expression are calm, putting me off guard

"I..I'm sorry" I stutter, unsure of what I actually had to say to him if he stopped to listen to me

"For what exactly?" His eyes are daring me to mention my faults, the thing he knows I hate doing

"For everything" my gaze drops to the floor between us while I avoid spelling out my apology

"How honourable" he laughs without any sort of humourless. I glance at his stoic face through my lashes and I don't even know what to say to appease him

"Look, you've got your own issues and so does everyone else..." I cut him off

"That's why I'm apologizing"

"And I don't need it" he says with a finality. It's different from when he said it two days ago in the restaurant when I was wrapped to his chest

"I've tried with you, I really have but I can't keep running after someone who keeps pushing me away. It's not worth it" he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose

I know know he said 'it's not worth it' but it keeps resounding in my head as 'you're not worth it'

"I haven't been pushing you away" I mutter to myself, my foot kicking an invisible ball

"Oh sorry, running away from me" he says and I almost feel like packing up all of the sarcasm from that statement into a bucket and handing it back to him

"Same difference" my mouth moves before my brain and I mentally slap my palm over my mouth. Keyword, mentally. In the physical world, I sneakily glance at Jace

His beautiful green eyes glint in the early morning sun and they are boring holes into my head. He's giving me a you're-still-talking look

"You wanted your space so I'm giving it to you, go bathe in it" he says and starts to walk away again. Okay, rude

This time I don't stop him, just enjoying the view from the back... Seriously Autumn, right now?

I sigh heavily and drag myself back to my room. Muna is seated on the her bed and her head snaps to the door as I walk in

"That was a steaming pile of mess" she smiles weakly at me

"He hates me now" I flop onto my bed "How in the devil did I even mess this up? I'm so fucked up" I toss around on my bed in a whine

"If it's any consolation, I don't think he hates you....yet" she says

I sit up to face her "Gee, thanks" I roll my eyes at her "What do you mean?"

"Do you even know how he got here? You think I can force that big head. He's a lot stronger than he acts around you" she shrugs

"Why was the boy here please?" I fall back to the bed and groan into my pillow

She chuckles lightly to herself "I told him you were sick and he appeared"

I'm confused and sit up again to stare at her "Sick? I'm not sick"

"Yup, you spiritually are. The flu precisely" she smiles to herself proudly

"The flu? And he came?"

"Babe, he doesn't hate you. Just give him time to register how fucked up you are" she laughs

"Shut the hell up or I swear by the seven seas that I'll hang you off a cliff hanger"

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