《I'll see you on the other side》23: She looks familiar
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Her hand grip was bloody firm, I'll tell you that. It felt as if time had stopped, she was the only thing I focused on.
"Azia," she whispered,
"Yes?" I answered,
"I...BLEGH." Chunky bits of food and saliva sprayed onto my shirt. Lovely.
"I'm sorry," she giggled innocently and fell back asleep.
"I found the bucket sorry I took so long," Acacia panted, she paused and studied me from head to toe, "ou I did take too long, my apologies."
"You don't say," I said, standing up from the floor covered in sick.
"I'll clean up in here, through that door is her bathroom, go ahead and freshen up," she smiled and began cleaning up the remaining mess left behind.
I carefully pulled off my hoodie and sweatpants . The sour smell wafted around the bathroom, I grabbed the nearest spray I could find and spritzed it in the air. My soiled clothing sat in the corner as I stared at the mirror. Fuck, the thoughts are coming back. Splashing my face with cold water, I sighed nervously when I registered the fact I have nothing but my underwear with me. Damn. I walked out to see the room completely spotless and Acacia looking up at me.
"Hey I'm sorry for all of this, it's better if you stay over it's really late, if Maria asks any questions then just say you're a friend of mine," she passed me one of her oversized shirts, and greeted me goodnight before leaving the room. I slipped it on and set up my bed on the floor.
"Stay with me." Hm?
"Stay with me please," at first glance Eleena was fast asleep, but as I plodded closer I noticed tears running down her cheeks. Fuck, I'm so sorry my love. I wiped her tears with my sleeve and laid down next to her. She's going to kill me in the morning but I can't stand to see her like this. Her weak body shivered next to me.
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"Darling?" I said calmly, "I'm going to get you a new shirt alright?" She nodded half asleep and I carefully sat her up and removed it. I took off the shirt I was wearing and pulled it over her head and through her arms then placed her back down. Her face nuzzled into my neck while her arm gripped onto my waist. I tensed up momentarily from this action but soon let my body relax and wrapped my arm around her.
"Goodnight Eleena," I yawned and closed my eyes.
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The golden sunlight spilled onto my face as I stretched my arms and legs. Ugh my head, it's so bright, I squinted, attempting to lessen the vividness of the room to no avail. The sheets dropped down my body and the cold air attacked my bare legs. These aren't my clothes, oh my god, what the fuck, where are my clothes!!! I turned to my left and noticed a half naked girl sleeping pleasantly on my bed. I peered closer,
"," I thought to myself, the girl's hair concealed her face, my hands hesitantly moved it and tucked it behind her hair.
You have got to be joking me. I snatched my pillow and started hitting her in the face with it.
"YOU PERVERT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED!!"
She audibly gasped and grumbled in surprise.
"Eleena wait, I can explain!!" Azia said, shielding herself with her arms.
"YOU'RE SUCH A SLUT, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU." I felt violated, she was in my personal space. A strong pair of hands held onto my wrists and discarded the pillow to the side of my room.
I glared at Azia as she gazed back plainly.
"If you think we slept together, we didn't."
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"Oh." I replied timidly.
"You threw up on your clothes and mine so I helped you get into new ones. The reason I am half naked is cause I gave you the shirt I was wearing, which is Acacia's by the way." I felt stupid and failed to meet her eyes.
"I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions," I said, she let go of my wrists and lifted my chin up to look at her.
"It's fine, I understand why you'd believe we actually did something."
"GOOD MORNING BITCHES!!!" Acacia burst through the door with a tray of baked goods and three glasses of water, Azia and I frantically moved away from each other and covered our bodies with the duvet.
"Ou i came in at a bad time didnt I? Sorryy." She smiled and handed us a glass each.
"Thank you but I should probably go, my mum is expecting me home, do you have any clothes I could possibly borrow?" Azia said shyly, I watched as she chugged the water, streams of water rushed down her neck and chest.
"Eleena?" A raspy voice snapped me back into reality,
"Yes? Oh yes uh, my wardrobe is just through that door, feel free to take anything." I blushed.
"Thanks," Azia said and walked inside.
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