𝐷𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠

16

{Tiara}

I wake up with a start, panicking when I see that Quincy is nowhere to be seen.

It doesn't help that I'm in a unfamiliar room.

I groan to myself as I sit up and rub the sleep out of my eyes.

I just had the worst nightmare.

I dreamt that he got shot in the stomach. It felt so real. I don't the the dread will ever settle in my stomach.

I fold my blanket around myself and try to get rid of the thought of having to hold him in my arms while he looses the last bit of life left in him.

When I walk downstairs, everyone is sitting around the big table eating breakfast.

Brandon is the first to see me.

He frowns as I shuffle towards the giant fridge.

Everything in this house is so big.

"Hey, what's wrong? You look like shit."
He says.

Ruby pinches him.

"I had a nightmare."
I grumble.

"Ah, that's too bad. The bed here feel like heaven. I would have slept in if it weren't for Derek."
Jenny groans, glancing at him.

He just ducks behind his bowl of cereal to hide his smile.

We all rolls our eyes at each other anyway.

I'm sure everyone in the house heard them up past 3 last night.

"Yeah, thanks for keeping everyone up. Learn how to have sex quietly next time, please."
Ruby says boldly.

I keep my mouth shut.

"You're one to talk, babe. Your scream is sexy as hell but it's nothing short of loud."
Brandon snickers.

Seems like everyone around here is having sex.

That's great.

Quincy, who was busy eating his bacon, looks up.

"Can I eat my breakfast in peace please?"
He complains, his cheeks red for some reason.

Everyone starts teasing him immediately.

"Aw, sex talk gets you all flustered?"
Ruby snickers.

"What a cutie pie."
Jenny rolls her eyes.

It just reminds me of when she tricked me into believing that he actually went to that one sex club.

I shudder just thinking about it.

She's so weird.

"Leave him alone."
I grumble, grabbing the orange juice.

"Are you alright? Oh baby, you're shaking. Come here."
He soothes quietly, pulling me down to his lap.

I can't help but relax, melting into his strong arms.

"I'm so sorry."
I whisper, holding him tightly.