When It's All Over

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"Are you coming to bed Fallon? You've been up for 4 hours come to bed I'm cold" Camila exclaimed as she stood in the doorway her small frame barely blocking the entrance to the stairs

"Yeah, I'll be up in a minute I'm just-"

"Just what? Thinking about Lauren? Fallon I told you so many times she's gone okay? We haven't seen nor heard from her in almost 6 months she's gone"

I stared quietly out the window wondering where Lauren could actually be did she finally give up and go back to Los Angeles if I knew her well I knew that she hadn't gone anywhere I knew she was hiding in plain sight... the question was where

Morning came quickly all with the exception of me not getting much sleep I mostly lay awake or tossed and turned but being sure not to wake Camila who was sleeping silently a little snore emoting from her mouth every now and then I quietly watched as the sun peaked beyond the orange and pink colored sky signaling that daylight was fast approaching

After a very sleepless night I decided to get up and take a shower I stood silently in the tub as the warm water washed over my body I suddenly felt a slight gust of wind as I turned my attention towards the entrance of the bathroom and was met with a beautiful pair of green eyes.. Lauren's eyes but instead of her having her usual wild look they seemed warm and gentle

"Lauren what the fu-"

"Mind if I join you?" She asked with a lustful smile on her face I watched speechlessly as she removed her robe it fell to the floor effortlessly revealing her pink flesh I watched in silence as she stood in front of me staring into my soul before our lips touched and we were locked in a wild embrace

"Fallon are you okay in there!!" Camila shouted as she banged on the door knocking me out of my dreamlike state I quickly came to my senses and realized that the entire time I was imagining all of this...

Camila stared at me the entire time during breakfast as she slowly ate her banana and drank her coffee
I played with my eggs and sausage stabbing them both with my fork

"Not hungry?" Camila asked snapping me out of my daze

"Nah, not really" I replied my eyes focused on the plate of food truth is Lauren was on my mind and not in the way that she should have been..

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