Dead by Tomorrow

~Chapter 13: Different ~

Laurances POV

I yawned and wrapped the warm blankets around me. My eyes shot open as I heard something or someone in the room. I sat up to look around the room. I was set into a panic as Garroth looked over his shoulder at me. "Morning" he smirked turning back to whatever he was doing. "Garroth!" I yelped throwing the blankets off me. "Hmm?" he questioned not looking back at me. "You shouldn't be out of bed!" I run over to him and gently tug on his full arm. He quietly chuckled. "Dr. Valkrum sayed I could get out of bed as long as I felt okay. And I feel fine." I whimpered still tugging on his arm. He smiled and wrapped his arm around my waist; pulling me into his chest. My face immedietly went red. What is he doing?!  I played with the string of his hoodie; trying to avoid eye contact. 

He kissed my cheek and returned back to what he was working on before. I peeked over his shoulder to see what he was doing. Him being taller I had to go on my tippy toes. A rock held down a piece of paper as he scratched a pencil across the thin material. I had to go higher on my toes to see the whole photo.  My heart broke as I saw designs for a robotic hand. Garroth had been an engineer before this happened. A really good one at that so, the layouts were very detailed.  "Garroth~" I whined in a soft voice. "W-what?" he asked turning around. "You don't have to make that." He tilted his head to the side in confusion making my heart melt. "The arm..." He looked down at the paper again then back at me. "With or without an arm...You're still Garroth." You're still the man I love. I bit my lip. "I-It would just be more efficient...that's all." I sigh. "Just...don't push yourself to make this." "I'm not, I promise." he said smiling at me. I sighed. Fricking adorable. I turned away before I did anything rash. I went and sat on the edge of his bed. We fell into a comfortable conversation as he continued to work on his models. 

Aphmaus POV

I sobbed, leaning against the bathroom door and sliding down. Aarons group hasn't called in for a couple days. They usually call everyday... I ran my hands through my long raven hair; griping it harshly. I brought my hair over my shoulders into my view. The tears slowed down as I got an idea. I stood up shakily, leaning against the counter. I stared at my reflection through the mirror. My long black hair flowing over my shoulders. I ran out of the bathroom to Aarons desk. I grab scissors out of the drawer and went back to the mirror. I want things to be different. I picked up a piece of my hair in front of me. I slipped it in between the blades and swiftly closed them. I relaxed my hand allowing the hair to fall on the floor.  

I set the scissors down on the sink and ran my hand through my now short bob cut. It felt super weird, but different. Which is what I wanted. I smiled looking at my reflection again. I felt my hair again; biting my lip.

I smile at my new look. I ran my hand through my hair once again. "Different." I walk out of the bathroom; not cleaning up my mess. I pulled my trench coat back on over my white tank top. I headed out into the hallway; only a little self-conscious. 

Aaron's POV

I ran through the hall ways toward our room. I don't care what Aphmau last said to me. "No if you want to go kill yourself out there; then FINE! Leave me to grieve over ASHER AND MY IDIOTIC HUSBAND!"  I still missed her more than anything and I just wanted to hold her. I felt horrible for leaving her. I can't wait to see her. I burst through our bedroom door throwing my bags onto the bed. She wasn't anywhere in here. I backed up to pass the opened door bathroom. Raven black hair was all over the sink and floor. I furrowed my eyebrows realizing it was Aphmaus. I rush out of the room. Where could she be? Room 203? Was it?  I rushed back down the halls to the room. I hesitantly knocked and slowly opened the door. "Aphmau?!"