Desperado

part 52

i woke up on the couch with diana on my chest until i hear some thing clatter in the kitchen

i slowly lift my head and see elena making food. she's in a long t-shirt with no pants, her hair is tied in a pony tail and she looks exhausted

"why are you so loud?"

her head shoots over at me, she has flour in her hair with a stain on her white shirt. diana starts moving around and opens her eyes

i gesture to elena to leave the kitchen and she shakes her head

if diana sees elena in broad daylight she'll run back to carter and tell him where she is. elena refuses and my eyes widen, "now!" i whisper

elena throws her hands up in the air and walks out the kitchen, rolling her eyes as well. i'm going to get at her for that

"hey" diana smiles

"hey" i hold her arm to lightly push her off me, she pulls her body off mine and i walk into the kitchen

"you made breakfast?" her voice is soft

elenas pancakes are now burnt, i take the pan off the stove, "no my friend"

i don't give her a name even though she probably heard it last night but she wasn't paying attention and all the lights were off so she didn't recognize elena

diana starts putting her clothes on and my eyes catch elena hiding by the door

i walk over to her making sure diana isn't looking, "go to your room"

"no, i live here" she defends

"i cant have her see you, she wants to hurt you. now please leave" i look deep in her eyes so she understands

"why are you being so rude to me?" she frowns

"just listen to me right, go away" she sighs and walks away from the kitchen

i hear her feet going up the stairs and into the room. diana comes into the kitchen and looks at the burnt food

"that looks good" she chuckles

"yea um... i don't have anything to eat" i lie to her

"oh, well we can just make something. i see you have some flour here, we can make more pancakes just not burnt" she grabs the bowl

elenas going to kill me for this

"okay" i say, throwing away the burnt pancakes

it took us an hour to make pancakes, i lied and told her i didn't know to make any which is why it took us so long to make them

i'm already starting to grow annoyed by her. she's a sweet girl and all but i want her out the house

elena should be here with me instead, not her

i study her as she adds blueberries to her pancakes. her lips are a tinted red and she looks in a way better mood than she did yesterday

it sucks that after all of this i'm going to kill her

"so, whos house is this?" she ask

"mi- my friend who you saw last night" i cant have her know that i live here

"you guys roommates?"

"um sure" more like married but she doesn't remember me

she nods, "that's cool, how long have you known her?"

"i met her last year at um..." i'm not familiar with new york, "at naney" i make something up

"naney?" she furrows her brows