Between Two Eternities || Travis Hamonic

(15) Sippin' on Fire

"It's amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday."

-John Guare, Landscape of the Body

I wake up for the second time that day, but this time there isn't a trace of sickness.
My headache is gone. I think my fever is gone as well; my forehead isn't hot to the touch, but what do I know?

There's a blanket over my body that wasn't there before and the air is peaceful, the light in the house still bright coming from the open windows.

I sit up slowly to avoid head rush.

I spot Travis next. He is on the floor by my feet, sleeping as I had just been. It must be uncomfortable - he's sitting up. His sleeping figure leads me to believe he has a very busy life. He must, after all he is a professional athlete. I've been in his place - sleeping whenever an opportunity presents itself. I was seventeen, just began dating Bobby, and still fighting demons. So much so that nightmares had taken over my dreams.

Now I sleep regardless of what pops up in my unconsciousness.

I doubt that Travis's sleep is as possessed as mine. Nothing can bewitch his impeccable soul, because he's got everything figured out. The difference between me and him is not that I have nightmares and he doesn't. The difference is that if he did, he's too strong to let them take over. I, on the other hand, seem to give up incredibly easy.

Gazing over his sweet face once more, I sigh.

This is why the house is peaceful. Travis makes it that way. Just his presence.
It's a crazy thing. An aura sounds so 1970s, so high. But honestly, it has to be him. His aura is making everything calm. I've never felt like this in this house before. Of course I don't feel unsafe or anything, but the strangest feeling just hasn't gone away since I first stepped into this house knowing it would be my home.

Suddenly, Travis's head falls drastically and he wakes up. I sit up straighter as he rubs his eyes. I look away, so he doesn't know that I had been staring.

I have to admit, he looks sexy just waking up like this. He always looks sexy. But in a different kind of way just waking up ...

"How long have you been awake?" he asks in a rugged voice that makes my heart quicken. Goddammit, Arden.

"Just woke up," I say and push the blanket off my legs. He stands up and stretches, and as he does his shirt comes up a bit. I look away, it's too easy to get caught up with him.

Travis's eyes are glowing as per usual.

I didn't know eyes could change my mood so easily. Maybe it's just Travis's eyes. His aura eyes.

"Hey it looks like it's starting to look like a nice day," he says. I turn back; he's standing by the windows. I stand up and shuffle over next to him.

"For now," I say. "It's about to rain." I look up at him and he's still staring outside. What else does he need to see other than the sky.

"What? It's sunny. And the sky is all clear," he says and moves back the curtain to see more of the sky.

"But look," I say and point way to the right and behind a few trees. "Dark clouds. It's definitely gonna rain."

"Not for a while," he counters. "And besides. Its always gonna rain eventually."

I look up with question. "Well I'm just saying," he defends. "The sky's not always gonna be clear."

"Good point. But you have to know that eventually it's gonna rain," I say. After all, bad things always happen.