My eyes had been staring at the ceiling for God knows how long. By this point I could tell someone every single detail of that thing. The bed was more comfy than anything I had ever sat on in my life, so I was easily lost to time when I laid down on it. I believe a few hours at least had drifted by since Braxton had left me to unpack my things.
Had I actually managed to do anything productive? God no. I fell victim to the bed before I got the chance to. My mind had been blank in an attempt to not think of anything that has happened. Within the next few days I was certain it would crash down on top of my head, reality would eat through my skin and cause a breakdown to arise.
I groaned slightly when I realized I was back on the topic in my mind. I flipped over and shoved my face into one of the pillows. Maybe I can suffocate myself accidently…if that’s possible to do it accidentally. Surely it is.
A knock boomed on the door. The tranquility of the room was shattered and the door was swung open. “Mornin sunshine,” a voice rushed into my mind.
I quickly jerked my head around to look at the speaker. That voice was already beaten into my mind. “There is a point to knocking,” I hissed out.
Deacon continued to walk closer to the bed. “Yeah, luckily that reason does not apply to me, huh?”
“Yeah, luckily. What do you want?” I forced myself up and sat Indian style on top of the cloud of a bed I was on.
Deacon’s deep blue eyes were fixated on mine and that cocky smile he seemed to wear all the time was plastered to his face. “You’re moping,” he stated.
“I’m sorry,” I spat back sarcastically.
“Apology accepted. Now, get your ass up and put on something…not that,” he said while eyeing the blue-jean shorts and shirt I was wearing. I glanced at myself and then back up to him.
“Why? And I don’t look that bad,” I replied.
“Well, you can either stay here, do nothing, and hangout with everyone who is not going out tonight. Or you could get dressed and go to this party that Sara is throwing.”
“It’s Thursday…who throws a party on a Thursday night. Don’t y’all have like school tomorrow?” I asked while corking my eyebrow.
“The cool people,” he responded like it was obvious. “So? Get up.”
“I don’t even know Sara.”
“But you know me and trust me, I know Sara.” His smile grew wider and even more cocky somehow.
A gag escaped my throat before I had the chance to retain it and a shiver traveled my spine. “I uhh…no I’m—“
“Addison, get up. Everyone your age that lives in this house is going leaving you with Scotty, Nathan, Marcus, my mom, dad. Benton has a thing he’s doing and Ian will probably be locked up in his room. So…no one within four years of your age will be here.”
“Blake is going?” I asked.
He shrugged his shoulder. “I dunno. Probably.”
“Why do you want me to go?” I asked while moving my feet from under me and hung them off the bed, my toes just brushing the carpet.
“Those are your clothes?” he asked while gesturing towards the few suitcases I had before heading directly towards them. Damn him for voiding my freaken question.
I rolled my eyes and let it slide that he ignored my question. “Yeah.”
I heard the zipper on my baggage being unzipped and the light shuffle of clothing. “You should…” he said as he continued to look through everything “…wear this.” I turned my attention to him.
He held up one of the shortest dresses I possibly owned. I actually only wore it with leggings generally. The dark emerald silk flashed in the light. “No. That’s not something I wear just out normally.”
“Then where the hell do you wear it?”
“Not to a party hosted by a girl I don’t know with completely new people who might judge me as the typical slut. I don’t want that reputation before even going to the first day of school at a new place.”
His response was simple. He rolled his eyes and tossed the fabric towards me. It landed on the bed a short distance away from me. “Just put it on. I don’t have all night to wait on you. We both know that you’re going. You’re just playing it off like you’re not.”
“I’ll go, but I’m not wearing that.”
“Okay, then dig something else out of that bag and put it on,’ he instructed.