Oblivious

Part Six.

Groan. Sunlight. It hurts. Piercing into the darkest parts of my skull and sending up little hammers of agony. Shut my eyes but they don’t stop. Roll over, face the wall. Frown. Cold. His side of the bed is cold.
‘His side of the bed is cold?’
What the? Crack my eyes open. Someone should be there. I’m sure of it. Elijah was here last night. Here? Here or out, somewhere else? Throbbing club, fuzzy. Bright blue eyes accusing, soft, soft lips. Startled, eyes suddenly wide. Wait, wait, hold up. Elijah’s lips? On mine? Under my fingers? Elijah’s fingers re-buttoning my shirt? Oh god. Okay the beginning, just go back to the beginning. Elijah kissing Dom. Dancing at a club. A few drinks with a woman. Her hands inside my shirt. Flush crimson. What on earth was I thinking? Lonely, sad jealousy. Okay then what? A bar. Sitting, trying to talk, shot of…something. Something that burnt. Well that narrows it down. Spinning, bright blue eyes. Cold. Elijah. Elijah’s hands at my shirt. The buttons, he did up the button’s the woman undid. Lips, soft lips. Something about kisses. Elijah so angry. Then…then soft? Frown. Or was I dreaming? Dom’s car. Parked on the curb. Wrapped in warmth. Billy driving. Dom in the front seat talking to Lij in the back.
‘I think he saw.’
Lij’s fingers in my hair, his body somehow all around me. Words, Elijah’s chest rumbling softly but I can’t remember any words. But then what? I could have sworn. He was here, I know that much. He had to have been, someone poured me into bed. But how? Who? What happened? And did that damn kiss happen? Did I really ask him to kiss me? Would I ever? Why? Do I want him to kiss me?
‘Yes.’
Squeeze my eyes shut tight.
‘Oh God.’

Soft fingers on my shoulder, in my hair.
“Orlando? Orlando are you awake?”
Nod groggily.
“I brought you something, it’ll help if you feel sick. Do you feel sick?” gentle.
Shake my head.
“Do you have a headache? I brought you Panadol, it should help if you have a headache. Do you have a headache?”
He’s babbling. Nod miserable.
“Here.” Soft, gently tugging my shoulder.
Roll onto my back. His shadow falls over my face, blocks out the harsh sun. wide blue eyes. Start. Elijah!
“Here.” Pushing pills into my hand. “Take these.”
Sit slowly, staring up into his face.
‘Was I dreaming? Did he kiss me? Did I kiss him back? Was it all a dream?’
Soft lips. Staring at them. Glass pressed into my other hand. He’s blushing, looking away. Oh shit. What else happened? I’ve forgotten something, I’m sure of it.
“Take them you’ll feel better.”

“You shouldn’t have done that.” Dom’s voice in the dark.
“I didn’t mean to.” Soft, flushed, guilty.

Frown, it all makes absolutely no sense. Swallow the pills. Two little white ones.

“Elijah!” Dom shocked.

Look up to see Elijah staring down. Face carefully blank.
“You don’t remember do you?”
Blush. So I did miss something. Damn. Shake my head.
“No.” Try and read his reaction.
Disgust? No. Annoyance? No. Surprise? No. Amusement? No. Disappointment? Not sure. Relief? Not sure.
Do I want to know? Maybe. Enough to ask? Um…no.
“I’m, ah sorry. And thankyou for bringing me home. Are Billy and Dom here?”
“No they went home.”
“Thanks Lij. I was an ass last night, I don’t know what got into me.”
‘Jealousy’ Ignore that little voice.
Elijah is obviously with Dom, so even if I did find him attractive it doesn’t mean a thing. Even if I did want to act on it I couldn’t. Which is okay cause I don’t have anything to act on.
“It’s alright we all get a little crazy sometimes.”


//Logic according to Orlando. Gotta love it.//