I'm not sure what time it was when my body finally drifted off to sleep, I knew I hadn't had much sleep though because when I opened my eyes they were dry and hot. I turned my head and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. My body, despite the late night was clearly still in work mode. It was only 6am, I sighed and sat up. Now I was awake again there was no way I was going to get back to sleep. I stood up and walked over to the balcony door, I pulled the curtains open and placed my fingers around the handle, pushing it open quietly. The air was surprisingly warm for so early. I smiled and looked down at the pier.
"You're up early." Sebastian's voice murmured, catching me off guard.
My gaze shot from the pier to Sebastian and I swallowed hard. "I could say the same about you." He was already dressed, sipping on a large travel mug of coffee.
"My boss called." He mumbled, he lifted the cup to his mouth and took a long sip.
"At 6am?" I frowned.
"Why?" I exclaimed in disbelief. Sebastian worked in publishing, it wasn't as though lives were on the line.
"She wanted to see if I was on the road yet." He sighed. "I told her in the email I wasn't leaving till the afternoon."
"She sounds fun." I mused.
"She's a tyrant." He looked at me. "A bloodthirsty one at that. Did your friend manage to send you the rest of her manuscript?"
I nodded, forcing a smile onto my face. "Uh yeah, it's in an email. I'll send you the PDF when were get to New York."
Sebastian's face lit up, and for a moment he looked a little less overwhelmed. Then, out of nowhere he looked back down and shrugged. "About last night..."
"Forget about it, we were both tired." I interrupted him before he could call it a mistake, I wasn't sure I'd have been able to bear it, considering the revelation I'd had while lying sleepless in bed.
"Consider it forgotten." Sebastian replied.
"Good." I smiled and wrapped my arms around myself. "So when did you want to hit the road?"
"Two?" Seb suggested.
"Perfect." I walked backward, edging toward the balcony door. "I have a couple of errands to run. I'll catch up with you later."
Once I was back inside my room I closed the balcony doors and sat down on my bed, letting out a loud sigh as I relaxed into the softness of my mattress and all of a sudden the lack of sleep washed over me. My own feelings were eating me alive and against my own better judgement I was diving head first into deep water with nothing to keep me afloat. If I wasn't careful I'd drown myself.
I forced myself into the shower, hoping it would wake me up like it had last night, if anything it only served to exacerbate the resulting exhaustion due to the lack of sleep. I stood there until the water ran cold, almost falling asleep on my feet. It was the change in temperature that roused me, albeit only enough to turn the nozzle off and climb out of the cubicle.
I dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, apt travelling clothing I assumed, not that I'd really gone on a road trip before. I called the rehab center where Mom was staying and after making it passed a drill sergeant of a receptionist I was put through to Mom's room.
"Emelia?" Mom's voice was warm and clear. I smiled and leaned into the phone.
"Mom. How are you?"
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In The EndRomance
At fifteen, the worst thing ever to happen to Emelia Evans' was her best friend Sebastian leaving for college. After a surprising kiss that was never discussed their friendship suffered and they lost touch. Fast forward five years and Emelia has los...