It Just Sort of Happened (On Hold)

Chapter 15- It Just Sort of Happened

She squinted one of her eyes, “What are you staring at, Weird-o?”

I squinted back at her, “Nothing, what are you looking at?”

“Nothing.”

“Good.”

“Good.” Sienna finished and turned her shoulder over while covering her face with a pillow. She peeked a corner of her face out and spoke once more, “Wake me up in a good five hours or so, I don’t feel like dealing with the world today.”

“Sometimes I don’t get you.” I said.

She didn’t even glance at me. She just mumbled a little more than audible, “You never get me. That’s the point.” I suddenly didn’t feel tired anymore. Once Sienna stopped talking all I could concentrate on was her breathing. The pattern was a natural slow and with every breath her chest would rise and fall. It was captivating. I can’t really explain why. It was just so entrancing watching her in her most vulnerable state.

She wasn’t hiding behind a smile or wrinkling her forehead with anger or confusion she was just herself. Her natural innocent soul was swept away in her mind leaving her body almost lifeless but yet so alive.

I couldn’t drive my eyes away from her. I kept staring looking deeper at all the details on her face. Her eyelashes were blonde from the lack of mascara and her lips were dry and cracked. She had very faint freckles around her cheeks and a small birthmark under her jaw. These imperfections were usually hidden behind the loads of cover up she poured onto them, but they just made her more unique than she already was.

Her lips parted and I swore I heard her mutter under her breath. I inched closer to her and tried to make out her words. It sounded like she was humming some sort of tune. I drew myself closer to her again so now it was like we were practically spooning.

“What’s that Sienna?” I asked in a soft whisper.

She took in a large breath and parted her lips again, “Go away.”  She sounded like a four year old whining to her mother.

“Why do you want me to go away?” I asked again.

With her eyes still shut she sighed, “Because I’m in the shower!” She went back to her muffled humming and flipped over so her face was rubbed up against mine. Her hands reached for her hair and she ruffled through them. I was holding back my laughter as she tossed and turned. It seemed like she was awake and just trying to be funny but her eyes were shut and every so often she just stop and lay there like it never happened.

I let her sleep though. I must have laid on that bed for hours just staring up at the ceiling and then back at her. I thought she would never wake up by how endless it seemed to carry on. I was finally starting to fall asleep myself when she turned over and poked me on the cheek.

“What time is it?” I opened up my eyes to see hers directly in front of my face.

I reached for my alarm clock that was on my nightstand, “It’s just past three.” I rubbed my hands over my eyes and Sienna sat up taking her hair out of the loose ponytail it was in.

“Well at least I got some sleep.” Her ringlets were crazily frizzy as she attempted to flatten them out in my mirror. “Could we go out to eat somewhere? I’m starving.” She faced back at me with her hands on her hips.

“Yeah I suppose so. Where do you wanna go?” I smoothed out the wrinkles in my shirt and figured I should probably change out of it since I put it on yesterday morning.

“I don’t really care a diner or something. I’m still in the mood for breakfast.” I slipped off my shirt and she didn’t seem fazed. I looked through my closet and grabbed a polo.