Once in my room, i hurried for my wardrobe. I wanted to get out of my clothing, get in my jammies, and go to sleep, hoping, praying that i wake up and this will all just be a dream. completely forgetting that there was someone else in the room, i slid off my top, and threw it into the laundry basket, and slipped on a flannel t-shirt, soon followed by my sweat pants. That was when i heard someone shift awkwardly behind me. I spun around hurriedly trying to cover myself.
"I am so sorry, Damon, i forgot you were in here!" I hopped around trying to get my pink pj pants on, and i fell over, landing with a muffled 'ouff'. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, not sure whether to help me or not, considering the fact that i was pantless at the time. Finally, the niceness outweighed the pants, and he rushed over and helped me to my feet, averting his eyes while i put my pants on successfully.
Finally, i was dressed, and i padded over to my window, opening it slighly so that I could get a breeze in, it was so stuffy in here that i couldn't even breathe. I shivered a little bit then smiled, perfect sleeping weather. I slid under the black comforter on my bed, warming up with that constant cool feeling on my skin, i loved that. To my left, i saw Damon shiver in his chair, and i had a little argument in my head, "You can't do this to Lucas, he loves you." "But he is gone, and i need some sort of distraction." "Fine, let him in the bed, but don't do anything stupid."
"Get over here, climb in." I loked at him, flipping a conrner of the cover over, inviting him in. He hesitated for a moment, but he looked really cold. "Come on, i'm freezing my bum off." He chickled when i said bum but i decided to ignored it.
He slid in beside me, and i felt warmth spread all over me. I snuggled closer to him, trying to get my shivering under control, and failing miserably. He felt how cold i was and wrapped his arms around me. I relaxed in his arms, inhaling his intoxicating scent of pine mixed with the sweet aroma of chocolate. He smelled just like Lucas. And with that, i broke down once more. Crying into his shirt, letting the tears flow from my eyes as if it was a dam, breaking from all the pressure, letting all the water leak out at once.
"My lady, are you going to be ok?" He looked down at me sweetly, genuinely concerned from me.
"Yeah, i just need a distractin. Can you do me a favor?" I waited for him to answer. I knew what i had to do, i needed to tell him, but not with my words, but with my actions.
"Anything for you, Marissa." He hugged me closer, and started humming softly, waiting for my answer.