Unexpected // sm

Chapter 43

        I woke up to sun streaming on my face. My curtains were always closed, and wonder filled my mind. Who opened them? Must of been Cam. He always said I needed more sun. I quickly crawled out of bed, and took a shower.

        When I was done, I slipped on a simple pair of black Spandex shorts, and a old t-shirt from my high school’s football team. My hair was a mess, but I left it curly and wild. I wouldn’t be seeing anyone important today anyway. I grabbed my phone, seeing that I had a new message from the guy I met last night at the carnival.

From: Casen

Good morning, have a great day I hope to see you again sometime. 

        I smiled to myself. He was fantastic. I opened up the drawer in the bathroom under the sink, that held my antidepressants. My hand reached inside for the bottle, and found nothing. I panicked, where were they? My thoughts came to me, and I felt my heart sink a little. I didn’t have them anymore. They had been taken away, so that I didn’t try to kill myself again. I sunk down to the bathroom floor, and stared at the shower in the corner. I wished I could just hide from everything. I wish I could disappear. It’s all I really wanted, I had never wanted anything more.

        I sat here for another hour, before I realized that I hadn’t heard Cam even get up yet. Weird. I walked around the apartment, he was nowhere to be. I felt a twinge of worry, and I went to his bathroom to make sure that he wasn’t in the shower. He wasn’t. Where could he be? I came out into the kitchen and sat down on a barstool. I pulled out my phone, ready to send him a message. Just as I was about to send it, I noticed a light blue sticky note stuck to the fridge. I scrunched up my nose, and went over to it. 

I’m out with Candice be back late tonight (maybe early tmw) be safe

-Cameron

        I smiled, happy that he finally has another woman in his life besides me. It was weird to think he might be there all night, but I was okay with it. I crumpled up the note and threw it away. A whole day to myself, perfect. I grabbed a bag of popcorn, and stuck it in the microwave. Today would be a movie day. I didn’t feel like doing anything more, so I wouldn’t. The microwave beeped, and I took out the extra butter popcorn. I breathed in the scent, damn it was good.

        I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, and positioned myself on the large couch while I turned on the television. My hair kept reaching into the bag, so I pulled it up into a quick bun. I hadn’t had my hair like this in months.

        I scrolled through Netflix, finally finding something worth watching, a movie about some witch clan in Massachusetts or something like. These were my favorite kind of movies. It was weird, I never look at or even acknowledged the title, I just look at the picture. Don’t judge a book by its cover, I know. But it made it so much easier to pick a movie. I guess I just liked doing things in a easier way.

        I had watched six movies, ate 5 bags of popcorn, and four bottles of water. It was 10 p.m., and all I had accomplished for today was a long list of movies, and a stuffed stomach. It had been a pretty good day, and I was halfway through my seventh movie now. It was dark outside and inside the apartment, the only light streaming from the television. I thought I heard a slight knock at the door, but I shook my head, it was from the movie.

        A minute alter, I heard it again. I tilted my head to the side, and listened. There it came again. I wanted to get it, but I was too afraid. It could be anyone, anyone. Plus all of the movies had screwed me up. It came again, somewhat louder. What could I do? I looked around, and quickly grabbed the baseball bat that Cam kept next to the door. I tightened my grip on it, before reaching up on my tip toes to see who it was. I couldn’t reach it however, and I only saw black Vans. I bit my lip, and slowly opened the door.