Day 2

When I woke up I felt the distinct feeling of someone beside me. I opened my eyes to reveal Macy clinging onto my arm fast asleep. I figured I fell asleep while she was in the shower and she didn't want to wake me. Surprisingly it was comforting having her there. I studied her, she looked so at peace. It was odd to see her like this though, to see her calm, her rest. It was even more so to hear her singing voice, it was so soothing. Her loud and energetic speaking voice was nothing like the angelic voice that lulled me to sleep last night.   She was gleaming and bubbly opposed to my grounded timid personality. It was refreshing. She was refreshing.

After a moment of studying her she started to stir. I looked away and looked at the clock, it read 9:00 exactly. When I looked back Macy’s eyes were fully open and taking in her surroundings. Her look in her eye reminded me of Rynns when she had woken up so frightened. 

“Are you okay?” I asked genuinely concerned. She looked at me and I guess I had grounded her as she smiled and nodded. Only then did she realize she was grasping onto me. She was immediately startled and slowly let go. I took this as my que to get up and gather my stuff for a quick shower.

Trying to evade the awkwardness I announced that I was going to shower and made my way there. I sat on the edge on the tub as I felt for the water to warm. The warmth reminded me of Rynn beside me, and suddenly I felt barren. Right, Rynn. Somehow Throughout the whole night I hadn't thought about her. She was the whole reason I was here and yet I had neglected that fact until now. 

When I finally finished I was greeted with the scent of fast food. 

Macy jumped around the corner and greeted me, “Hey, I got breakfast. I wasn't sure what you wanted so I just got you pancakes. She led me to the small bedside table and started eating. I sat down and followed suit. 

“Hey, I have a question.” I asked after a small moment. 

Her mouth was full so she looked up and nodded. 

“So, when you woke up this morning you looked disoriented and scared. When Rynn stayed the night at my house she had the same look. You don’t have to tell me if it's too personal.” I tried my best to look comforting. Her eyes flashed a look of distant despair from a still healing wound. It was a look I had never seen from them before, but she soon looked down and seemingly recuperated. 

She took a deep breath, “When Rynn and I were little we were best friends, always at eachothers houses, we were- are like sisters.  At each of our houses our parents were going through the same things, That being divorce. Every night we’d hear our parents yelling at each other. Which is like normal in America'  She paused and smiled.  "but our parents would get us involved. Usually we’d end up asleep, and at my house my mom would come in, wake us up and rant and yell at us. Sometimes she’d even blame us. At her house her dad would take us, and drive around. He told us it was to “Cool off” But in reality it was so that her mom would think he was running away. It was traumatic for both of us. She still has nightmares, and I still wake up as if in danger. Like I’m being chased.  But it made us really close, because all we had was each other. This stuff kept happening until our parents split. Her mom moved to Illinois while everyone else stayed in colorado. Both her her parents are well of and come from money so they didnt have problems abount any of that. Unlike mine, Anyway. When we turned 12 we started saving so we could move out when we turned 18. Eventually that time came and we ran away, all the way to Washington.When Rynn said she wanted to go to college her dad cut her a deal. Her parents both give her money when she needs it, which is often. ” She sighed when she finished. I gave her a sympathetic look and went over to hug her. She gladly accepted and fell back onto the bed while still holding me.

“Thank you for telling me. I know that must’ve been hard.” I whispered into her hair. She pressed herself into my chest. This new vulnerability from her was unexpected and I was so appreciative. 

“I thought that would be harder. I don’t know how I was able to tell you so easily. You owe me a personal question now.” She smirked.

“Okay,” I smiled, “go ahead.” 

She thought for a minute, “Okay, What's Your story? Pour your heart out to me.” 

I shook my head and took a deep breath, “Okay, then. I was raised in Washington. My parents are split but it wasn't messy. They stayed cordial. I was young anyway. My dad was all business, No emotions, from me or him, I mean, he was never really there anyway.  My mom was cold. She complained about me, as if it was my fault I was here. When I got older she tried to get closer to me, but because of how she was when I was older I never reciprocated. She gave up eventually.” I summarized. "See? Theres no fun, just the usual american experience." I smiled. I found myself doing that a lot with her around.

Macy just looked at me, seemingly confused, that eventually turned into amazement, “What do you mean ‘No Fun’? You just described simple neglection!” She was joking but I could see the anger in her eyes. 

“Its okay, It didn’t affect me that much.” I tried to deflect.

“Bull shit! This explains so much.” Macy laughed. 

“Like what?” I asked, still holding onto her. 

“No, that'll be covered in the next therapy session.” She smiled. “Now go get your stuff, so we can get on the road.”  and with that she stood up and followed her own orders. 

After a few moments we were packed and piling into the car. She drove for the first 5 hours until she handed the controls over to me so she wouldn't crash my car. I drove until Macy led me to the hotel where I unpacked and flopped onto the bed realizing there was once again only one bed. I wasn't tired enough to fall asleep like the night before so I’d end up on the floor for tonight.  So while she took a shower I sat and scrolled on my phone, basking in the time I had on the bed.  

Thoughts about Rynn started to intrude my thoughts and for some reason I wanted them out. I didn’t want to have to think about her although she was the reason I’m here. Just after I had pushed them out Macy walked in, hair still wet from the shower. She pushed it back but a strand still fell forward like a 2000’s bad boy look. Except now it actually looked good.

I grinned at my own joke, and she took notice, “What?” 

“You look like a bad boy from the 2000’s” I could barely hold myself together. 

She gave me a mocking look, “Yea whatever, do you have a cotton Tee I could use to dry my hair?” 

“Yeah, here.” I reached into my bag and pulled out a Tee with my college logo on it. "At least you look like a hot one."

She rolled her eyes and grabbed it out of my hands. I got up to turn off the lights as she walked back into the bathroom. I left the lamp beside the bed on as a sort of night light. 

When she came back out of the bathroom I made my way to the floor.

“Hey, wait,” She seemed somber, I wasn’t sure what had happened in such a short time. 

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing, I just,” She paused and looked down as if ashamed, “can you stay here tonight? I don’t wanna be alone.” 

“Of course angel.” I smiled, trying to cheer her up. 

“Angel? That's new, you must really like nicknames.” She smiled and laid down beside me, turning off the light. We both laid on our backs as if we were teens in a comedy show. We talked and talked, about everything and nothing, getting to know each other. Friends, family, childhood. After a laughing fit her hand found mine under the sheets. Our pinkies brushed eachothers. Hot blood rushed to my face. I was suddenly thankful for the darkness. 

“Your hands are so warm.” she giggled. 

“Yours are cold.” I whispered. I paused, “Here,” I reached for her hand, she immediately responded and interlocked our fingers. “now, they should cancel.” 

We lay together for forever, our banter not stopping, after a moment Macy yawned. 

“I’m so tired.” She turned to me. 

“Then go to sleep. We should've been asleep an hour ago anyway.” I grinned. 

“You’ll stay with me right?” she asked, scooting closer to me. 

I turned to her, “Of course. I'll be here when you fall asleep and when you wake up.” I assured her. 

She leaned in closer to me, I assumed to cuddle, but at that moment I wanted more. Her eyes gleamed at me, sparkling in the flickering light streaming through the window. I used my free hand to push back a free strand of her hair. 

“What are you doing?” She asked. Her voice broke, as in trying to be soft but being too excited.

“Something I’m just now realizing I really want.” I whispered as I leaned closer.

Our eyes fluttered closed in unison As our lips touched. My body immediately filled with warmth. Our hands still interlocked, she used her free hand to hold onto my neck, pulling me closer. It started softly, but soon her need was apparent. I led my hand down her body until it rested on her hip. The soft hums she made into my mouth made me craver her even more. Her body was flush against mine. Her skin on fire. With every touch I realized just how much of her I needed. Her movements were perfect. This moment was perfect. She was perfect.

When she pulled away for a breath her eyes filled with worry. “We shouldn’t have done that.”

“If it was that bad why did it feel so good?” I tried to convince her. She pressed her forehead against mine and sighed. 

“This feels so good.” She smiled. She leaned in for another kiss and I happily accepted. 

Two eternities passed before I pulled away again. 

“I love doing this, but I’m afraid that if we go any longer I’ll end up asleep.” 

She nodded and flashed a glorious smile. I pulled her hand towards my head and placed a soft kiss on it. We wrapped our arms around each other. Her head nuzzled into my chest and my chin rested on her head, our hands never letting go of eachother. 

**OOOOOOOOOO HOW YALL FEELIN BOUT THIS?