Painting

Chapter 44

I tie up the bow on the back of the dress. I splash my face with cold water. Is this going to help me get control of my emotions back? Probably not, but I do it anyway. I take my head in my hands.

I feel like I got hit by a tsunami of both good things and bad things. It's weird. My hair feels heavy, I untie my ponytail and sit down on the bathroom floor. It's cold and keeps me grounded when I have to think. I bring my knees to my chest. What am I suppose to do now? I should get up and do something productive, like take the clothes that are laying on the small couch and put them in the closet. Or make the bed and lay on it, while watching something on Netflix. I'm going to do that. First step to stop procrastinating: Visualize what you need to get done.

Second step: Get up.

I have to get up. I can do it. Let's go. Come on.

Alright, I'm back on my feet.

Step three: Get your little booty moving.

I pick all the clothes and put them one by one in the closet. Then, I make the bed, but I don't lay on it. I go downstairs to see what the guys are doing.

Tyler is reading a book about space and I don't see Victor. I go in the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. I hear Tyler say:

-Are you going back up?

-Yes, why?

-Victor asked me to bring him a glass of water and I totally forgot. If I go up there, he won't be happy, if you go however, maybe he will be.

-Okay.

-Make sure to fill it with a lot of ice.

I fill two glasses with ice and fill the rest of them with water. I climb the stairs and walk toward Victor's bedroom. I knock on the open door. He is not in his room. I hear him from the adjoining bathroom.

-Yes?

-Tyler told me to bring you a glass of water.

-Come in.

I slowly open the door of the bathroom.

-Don't worry, nothing is going to bite you.

I look at him startled.

He is in the bathtub. I've never seen a bathtub that large. It's filled with water and a lot of foam.

-Sorry, it's just that Tyler didn't say you were going to be in the bath.

I look at his shoulders for a bit. They are so large.

-What are you doing? I am thirsty.

He turns his head around and smiles. I turn red.

I take the glass and walk the steps between me and the bathtub. I hold out the glass to him and he takes it. I take another peek at his shoulders. I bite my lower lip without noticing.

-Are you okay?

I release a breath, I didn't know I was holding. Gosh, that's cliché.

-I'm fine. I'm sorry. I'm going to leave now.

I walk to the door.

-Wait.

-What?

-Do you want to join me?

-If I want to join you, I...

My eyes widen. My lips begin to tremble. My body begins to warm up uncontrollably. It screams to me to join in.

-You don't have to, it's just a suggestion, you can say no. However, if you say yes, there is space for both of us to sit down and appreciate the view. The stars are already out.