Painting

Chapter 42

(Three days before real break-up)

The light hits my face. I left my curtains open. I don't want to get up. Yesterday, I went to bed around midnight. I had to wait until Teddy was completely asleep. I ran off. I took my phone, my keys and my car. I drove to my new apartment.

I have to go back, though. To at least say that it's over and I forgot my laptop. I'm so dumb, I should have looked. I don't want to go back.

My parents don't know that I'm here. Anyway, they are traveling, they decided to travel around the world. They will have a good surprise when they come back.

Now I have to think about how I'm going to get my laptop back. He won't do anything to me. I can just knock on the door and ask for my laptop. Come on! Get up.

I lift the covers away from my face. Then slowly lift them off the rest of my body. It's cold, I don't sleep with much on, so getting out of bed is always difficult. I look outside. It's grey and raining. Great. I open the door of my walk-in. A pair of skinny jeans, a black turtleneck and a pair of Converses should do.

I go downstairs and make myself some waffles. I brush my teeth. Take my phone, my keys and my purse. I take a deep breath.

I could just buy another one... No! You paid far too much for that laptop. Now, go get it!

I go downstairs in the underground parking. I get in my car and start the engine. You are alright. I drive off and engage in the street.

I see his building and stop in the nearest street, I need a quick escape, not that I think I'll need it, but you never know.

I get out of the car and walk toward the building. I enter and climb up the stairs. I stop in front of the door. I take a deep breath.

I knock.

He opens up.

-Look who's back.

-I'm here for my laptop.

-It's here, come in.

-I'm good here.

-If you want it, you'll have to come in.

-Stop that!

-Stop what?

-That. I don't want to come in, I want my laptop and go back to my apartment.

-Well, I'm sorry, do you want your laptop or not?

I take another deep breath.

-Fine.

A smile appears on his face.

He got what he wanted, it's a bad decision. I step in and he closes the door.

-Do you want anything to drink?

-No, I just want my laptop.

-That's too bad... It would've made things easier. I'll go get your laptop.

-What do you mean?

No answer. I knew it. He is going to do something to me. I turn around and try to open the door, it's locked. This is not happening. I'm so dumb. I take my phone in my hand and hold it so tight that my fingers are getting white.

-Teddy?

-Don't worry, I'm coming.

It's the exact opposite, I'm worrying so much, the part of my brain responsible for the worrying is about to burst in flames.