I have been away from my computer since I’ve been home from LeaderShape. Basically working every day and watching the hell outta Supernatural on Netflix; I am almost through season twelve and I’m very upset with some of the unnecessary deaths this show has put forward.
When I woke up, the normal good morning message wasn’t on my phone, so I thought I’d send my own.
good morning! I hope you have a great day!
sorry. can’t talk right now. in lab at the moment.
I flipped my phone over and rolled off of my side of what was once our bed. He told me to keep it for when he’d visit, but my bed had been only slept in by me for almost a month now. Our apartment was set up with nearly two of everything. I stood at one of the two sinks in our bathroom and looked myself over in the wall-length mirror. I gently pulled on the skin under my eyes and let my face snap back in place. Nevertheless, I got ready for my day and the classes I had. Even after my shower, there was nothing. I could almost curse Owen.
Before I start feeling needy and helpless, I support Owen and his education, but I feel like he and I are separating and drifting apart. I could show up at any time, but I don’t want to ever piss him off. He knew that if he’d do it, he might end up barbecued or maybe in space. We’re six months into this new joint life of ours, but he technically doesn’t even live in the same apartment as me. He’s learning for his career. It’s not like there’s nothing that I can do. I was literally and figuratively powerful. I could do what I wanted.
My neighbor eyed me I locked the front door. I didn’t know his name and he didn’t know mine, but he just stared at me.
“Can I help you?” I asked him, slipping my keys into my bag.
“I was just wondering what happened to the other guy who lived here.”
“He’s at school in a different city.”
This guy fell against his door and kept his eyes on me. His eyes were unsettling.
“If you ever wanna hang out with someone for the night, you know where to find me.”
He pushed his earbuds in and walked out of the hall before me. When I saw he was gone, I slowly ran a hand against his door and heard a series of clicks from the door handle. I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the apartment complex. I typed out a quick message to Owen.
i just destroyed some guy’s door because he asked to spend the night with me.
can i ask how…?
i touched it. he pissed me off.