Chapter Fourteen

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Lena

"God, I'm going to bed I'm exhausted" I hear though my sleep, me and Levi fell asleep halfway though the movie but I ignore the voice and stay still on top of Levi.

I hear them walk upstairs and hear doors close Levi's hand strokes up and down my back

"Are you awake?" He asks I grumble

"No" I respond snd bury my face seeping in his neck

"We can go to your room..." he says ice shoots through my veins and I stiffen

"I, um, no" I whisper pretending that didn't wake up up fully acting tired. His hand flattened against my back and his breathing slowed. When it was at a slow rythm I pulled myself away from him and slipped up the stairs and to my room.

I hopped in the shower and quickly ringed down and washed my hair, I wrapped up in a small robe that slid down to my mid thigh.

There was something that changed about me after I got raped. And it was my taste in night clothes, I do wear normal tee shirts and shorts to bed occasionally. But something that makes me feel good, confident, a little less dirty, are my night clothes.

I have tiny silk dresses and silk pajama sets, with embroidery or lace on them, I have anything and everything you can imagine. And it makes me feel good, i can't explain it but it. Is there so I wear them nearly every night. Tonight is the first night I've slipped something delicate and pretty on and I feel good.

I tied the silk around my waist as I walk outside my hair drying very slowly but my curls finger themselves into place quickly.

I push open the sliding doors to the small balcony outside my room overlooking the ocean, I look out at it wistfully and sigh as I sit down.

"Someone's awake" a voice says from next to me I jerk as I loon over then sigh in relief it's just Nathan standing in the balcony from his room He wearing...actually, he's wearing nothing... his chest is bare and broad in the light of the moonlight and he's wearing black boxer briefs I snap my eyes back up to his face hoping he wouldn't notice.

"I was wondering where I would find you tonight" he says, I smile remembering our past encounters at the dark hours of the night.

"Well, the balcony it is," I say and he smiles at me, I glance over to the ocean and admire how pretty the waves are I lean my head on the railing

"How long have you been doing music?" He asks I shrug

"A long time I used to get up and sing in any public place, one of my videos from when I was six singing a Taylor swift breakup song on the table of a random Chinese food place went viral once" I say he laughes and I smile

"I'll have to go find that video sometime" he says and I nod

"Yeah, I think the first Time I performed when I was four or five" I say and he nods, what I don't tell him is I write music too, half the songs I played for him last night I wrote and they had lyrics that I didn't sing, I mostly started writing songs after the rape happened and that was how I felt with all the emotions was music.

"Is it your favorite thing to do?" He asked I nodded

"Yes, that snd dancing is a close second" I say he cocks his head

"What kind of dancing do you like to do?" He asks and I shrug

"I took a few ballet and hip hop classes growing up but now I'm more into freestyle" I say and he nods

"Enough abut me, what do you like to do?" I ask he shrugs as if it isn't important but I wait silently

"I play the electric guitar a bit, and I skate. I used to play football but it was too toxic." He says and it's interesting because most people wouldn't quit a sport because it's toxic, but he knows what's good for him and I'm glad he does it's a good trait to have

"I'm glad," I say smiling out at the ocean, "it takes a lot of strength to quit something you love" I say my voice trailing off I shake my head and move my hair out of my face

"Do you like having curly hair?" He asks and I shrug

"I mean, sometimes, but I was bullied for it when I was little so I used to straighten it but now I just don't, I get serious dysmorphia about it sometimes" I say his eyebrows tighten in confusion

"You got bullied about it?" He asked confused and I nodded, "that's ridiculous it's beautiful" he says and my stomach flips over and I blush but pray he can't see in the darkness he clears his thought but he doesn't take it back

"What's your favorite part about dance?" He asks I smile

"Turns" I say "everything about them" I say and he raises his eyebrows

"Why so?" He asks and I shrug

"When somebody thinks of turns they thing of spinning and that it's not hard but it is and there is such an...an art ti turns, they can be big they can be small they can be fast they can be slow they can be in one place or you can travel somewhere using spins, you can even do them in the air" I say smiling just at the thought of turns he smiles at me his face leaning into the palm of his hand

"People just think of pirouettes when they say spin, but it's so much more...there's more Benito the surface, beneath the name" I say and trail off into though trying to push away the intruding thoughts that are ruining my moment but Nathan just smiles on

"I love how passionate you are," he says I smile and shrug

"You should show me your turns" he says and I shake my head

"I would have to get my dance shoes on" I say looking down at the tiles on the balcony, that was a lie I could put some socks on and do them perfectly

"I don't care if you mess up, I just want to see" he says and I shake my head again

"Not tonight" I say he smiles

"so there will be another night?" He asks and I laugh at that shaking my head he just smiles and looks out at the ocean I yawn

"You tired?" He asks and I nod he smiles

"You should go to sleep" he says and I shrug

"Probably" I say nodding standing up from the chair pulling the top of my robe together "goodnight" I say walking over to the door and pulling it open

"Goodnight, Mi Amor" he says and my stomach flips as I close the door, I try to cover the blush painting my cheeks and nose.

A blush that Nathan Donalson but there.

~authors note~

Hey guys...ik ik I suck

I haven't been posting ad much bc I am SO BUSY

But that's no excuse so I'm sorry I will try my best to do better.

I really liked writing this chapter and I just love writing for you in general, thank you all for reading have a great day.

LOVE YA😘

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