Running from Leo

CHAPTER 45: Exposed

"Gosh! It's been so long since I have spent a night here." I dropped on my old bed and laughed.

Rylie giggled as she folded her clothes.

"Seriously, Ry. I never thought I would actually miss this room."

It's all the same. Two beds, cupboards, mirrors, nightstands, a single bathroom, dull grey walls and those three giant metal bars on window which were previously thin metal railings. Thanks to my little jumping stunt.

"You still don't have a roommate, do you?" I asked. She answered with a quick shake of her head. "That's fine by me. I was just curious."

She shot me a look.

"Don't look at me like that." I grumbled. "You are the only one who doesn't have a roommate apart from Louisa so I just asked."

She sighed loudly, picked up her notepad and pulled out a pen from her apron pocket. Quickly, she wrote something in it and tossed it.

'I don't have any because I don't want any.'

"Is that supposed to mean that you miss me?" I asked amusedly and threw the notepad to her.

She caught it, wrote something in it and then threw it in my direction again. 'No. I simply said no new roommate.'

I scoffed. "To whom? That grandma and she agreed to you? I don't think it works like that."

She shook her head which made me frown instead. "You... You didn't tell that to Louisa, didn't you?"

She mouthed. "No."

"Capo?" I whispered in disbelief.

She nodded.

"When?"

'The day you moved back to that room.'

"You shouldn't have done that. You can easily get another roommate." I sighed.

She smiled as sat beside me then wrote. 'Nobody replaces you.'

My eyes brimmed up and I hugged her. Her hands reached for my hair and she caressed it.

"I missed you, Rylie." I mumbled and hugged her tighter. "Even though we see each other, I missed this."

She hummed in response and sniffed. "Gooo..."

I snickered as we broke off the hug. "It's either go or good and I'm assuming good."

She rolled her eyes and wiped her face. 'So how are things between you and capo?'

"Seriously?" I asked. "I come here to stay a night with you after all these months and that's the first thing you ask me?"

She smiled sheepishly. I groaned loudly. "Well, I am not telling you!"

She pouted and wrote. 'I deserve to know at least something. I was the one who who sent you back to that room. I want credit by knowing some details.'

I exhaled sharply and dropped on my old bed again. "I don't know..."

She looked at me hopefully and pressed her thumb and index finger as if begging for teeny tiny detail.

"We're good. We're fine. Just fooling around... I guess." I clicked tongue and groaned again. "It's confusing. I can't describe anything. New topic please."

She made herself comfortable by lying on the bed beside me, her notepad clutched in her hands.

"It's useless to talk about these kinds of stuff with you. You didn't even believe me when I told you about Louisa." I muttered.