I had to admit that I was surprised when I woke up. Instead of tossing and turning all night, I fell into a deep and quiet sleep. No lingering thoughts, dreams, or nightmares and when my normal alarm woke me up at 5:30 am I was surprised to see that I felt rested. Thinking back on the previous evening I was a little uneasy in jogging my usual path, but I didn't want whatever the hell this is, to change my life and to make me live in fear.
I laid in bed for only a few minutes thinking about whether I had enough energy to go and work out or if I was actually tired enough to sleep in. A few more minutes or moving and rustling around I can already feel the restlessness and I know that a good run would help distract me.
Tiptoeing out of bed and remembering that Miles was probably asleep on the couch I quietly got all that I needed out of my drawers to quickly change into my workout clothing. I expected to see Miles still asleep on the couch, which he was. What I didn't expect to see however was that Theo sat very stiffly asleep in one of the armchairs that sat across from the couch. While Miles looked at least somewhat comfortable sprawled out on the couch, Theo just looked stiff. Sleeping like that just couldn't be comfortable.
Why did he stay?
My brain continued to ask that same question again and again but I couldn't come up with a decent response. Despite the emotional overhaul I felt last night including the jealousy and irritation I felt towards Theo, I couldn't help but smile at the fact that he actually stayed. I didn't want to read too much into it, but I knew that I wouldn't stay over in an apartment when someone asked to be alone, especially if I didn't like them.
"Theo.... Theo?" I crouched down to his level and touched his arm slightly, trying to shake him awake. Now that I was up and moving, there was no reason for him to remain in this stiff position. "Theo?"
His eyes gently opened and he blinked a few times before he was able to focus on me.
"Hey." His voice was thick with sleep as he rubbed his eyes and stretched his limbs. He quickly glanced around noticing Miles still asleep on the couch. "What time is it?"
"Umm. It's 5:45. I was going to go for a run, but I feel bad that you've been sleeping in my chair, so I thought I'd wake you." I paused for a moment, I didn't want to just shove him off after spending all night in a chair. "You can sleep in the bedroom if you'd like, I'll be back in an hour."
Before I could second guess myself and watch him respond, I turned around to grab my essential items and walked out the door leaving Miles and Theo inside.
Being alone and running took a while to get used to. I felt flighty and panicky as I began and it was only once I was surrounded by the same familiar people in the gym that I felt myself relax. Feeling my blood pumping, the sweat dripping down my spine, the burning of my muscles was exactly what I needed. Feeling my body work and feeling physically capable of enduring pain and struggle, helped me to remember that I can conquer anything that I could put my mind to. By the time I was ready to run home, running actually felt nice once again and I felt like I was finally able to think things through clearly.
I pushed aside the light threat until I could actually figure out who could be sending it and who the mysterious "he" is. I'd talk to Jules about it later and possibly Ben to see if they had any ideas as to what could be going on. Until I could talk to them and find out any information on my own, I just couldn't press myself to stress about it.
The only other thing that was continuing to plague my thoughts were the new found feelings that emerged last night, that left me filled with guilt and jealousy. This left me in a bit of a stupor as I tried to figure out exactly what I wanted and what I was going to do about it.
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