I stared right at the dark ceiling for about five minutes in silence, until the creaking began again.
“Okay, just don’t think about them,” I muttered, as I stripped out of my clothes and turned my fan on.
“That’s better,” I whispered, lying down again, but not hearing them.
I went to sleep eventually, but after picturing them kissing though.
After sleeping for only a few hours, I awoke and rose up. “If they were together, why wouldn’t they tell me? They should know I’d support them,” I mumbled, before I hit the bed with my fist.
I lied back down. “Or maybe Monica hasn’t told her mom. I know they have slept over at her house too, maybe Colette knows something.”
I went back to sleep, but still had them in my thoughts.
Anyway, I woke up the next morning at around eleven. “Damn, my head hurts,” I moaned, bringing my hands to my forehead.
I rubbed it for a minute until I heard some distant chatter. “Are they in the shower together?”
I immediately turned off my fan and put my head against the wall where the bathroom was on the other side. “Damn, I can’t make out what is being said.”
Then I got up off the bed and strolled to my dresser. I reached in and pulled out a bra and a pair of panties. I put them on and then reached into my closet for a black dress with pink pot-a-dots that ended just above my knees. As I was dressed, I reached for my door knob and opened the door. I heard the shower still running and looked at the bathroom door.
I stepped out towards the door. “No, I gotta respect their privacy. I can’t do that to my daughter,” I groaned, before I shut my door again. “I love her and would never want to blow the whistle like that,” I sputtered, before my phone rang.
I picked it up and answered it. “Oh, Collette, what a surprise. I was just thinking of you.”
I heard nothing for a few seconds. “Yeah, I got nothing to say to that, Natasha,” she laughed.
“I didn’t mean for it to sound weird. My head is hurting right now,” I giggled.
“Alrighty then, are you at your house?”
“Yes.”
“Are our daughters both over there? Monica told me she was leaving with Lexi at about nine in the morning yesterday and I haven’t heard from her since.”
Then I hesitantly strolled back to my door and opened it up. “I’ll check real quick,” I told her, walking out and approaching the bathroom.
My teeth bit down on my bottom lip and my heart raced as I kept her on hold. I cracked open the door, leaned my head in slightly and saw the solid baby blue shower curtain shut.
“Damn, you are a dirty lady, Monica,” Lexi giggled.
My head urgently leaned back out and I shut the door. “Yeah, they are over here.”
“Okay, good. Hey, do you think I could come visit? I’m all alone here and just like to hang out with someone my own age.”
My eyes widened. “Okay, I think I have something for us to talk about anyway. Its really face-to -face talk,” I warned her, heading back into my room.
“Is it something bad?”
“I wouldn’t say that,” I replied, closing my eyes and rubbing my forehead. “I mean, um…”
“Okay, I’ll be right over,” she told me, before hanging up.