《My Best friend's Sister (GxG)》Thank you for being here
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Once we make it back to the dark glass lake house, Jordy and I make our way in as silence falls around us. She flips on the light in the kitchen, and it illuminates the open concept area immediately. I take in the empty living and dining room across from me.
"So did you want me to move Alex's stuff out of your room?" Jordy asks from behind me automatically pulling me away from my thoughts.
I hesitate thinking that doing that could be rude, but then I remember what she did. Why do I feel like I'm the one who did something wrong?
"Where would she sleep?" I ask quietly as I turn to meet her caramel eyes that are holding confusion.
"With Maya, since she wanted to sleep with her so badly," she remarks and I bite back a smile at her comment.
"You aren't wrong," I say with a slight smile, and she mirrors my actions.
"Wait where would you sleep?" I ask as my eyebrows furrow and she shrugs as she pushes up her black sleeves.
"I'll take the couch or something," She clarifies and I shake my head at her proposition.
I should be fine to sleep in the same bed as her. Right? She respects my boundaries, and she just saved me from that entire scene that just unfolded. I also don't think she should be subjected to the couch.
"You aren't taking the couch, Jordy, just sleep in my bed," I say not giving her a say and she crosses her arms as her caramel eyes hold mine.
"Are you sure? I don't want to-"
"I'm positive, c'mon let's go," I interrupt her before exiting the open-concept space out into the backyard.
I see the lights flicker off in my peripheral vision before I hear Jordy's footsteps catch up with mine. We make it to the guesthouse and Jordy makes her way into the bathroom, as I unlace my black heels. I stand on my sore wobbly feet, and I catch a glimpse of myself in the full body mirror. My frizzy hair is pushed behind my ears, and my red lipstick stains my lips. I notice my eye makeup smudged under my eyes due to the crying that I had done before. Out of all the thoughts that could've run through my mind, only one seems to be lingering there.
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I can't wait for this night to be over.
"Elle?" Jordy calls out and my eyes snap to hers through the mirror. Her eyes analyze me before visibly snapping out of her thoughts.
"Come here," she says gently as she motions to the bathroom, and I turn around to follow her curiously.
I enter the bathroom and I notice the tub filled with water, and towels laid out on the counter.
"I figured a warm bath would be nice for you, especially after your panic attack earlier," she says quietly and I feel my heart warm at her actions.
No one has ever done this for me before. I've always felt like I've needed to hide this part of myself from people to stop them from leaving.
Maybe she won't leave?
I feel warm tears fill my eyes, and I instantly try to look up so Jordy doesn't realize I'm crying, especially over something so small.
"Are you crying?" she asks and I meet her concerned eyes before nodding in shame. She immediately walks over to me before embracing me in a hug.
"Why are you crying?" she whispers as her scent wraps around me.
"No one's ever done this for me before," I mumble and she pulls away from the embrace as her eyes analyze mine.
"Well I'm here now, and I won't be going anywhere," she clarifies and I feel my eyebrows furrow at her claim.
"You can't promise that," I reality check her and she tilts her head slightly at my statement.
"I can't, but I'll try," she says honestly and I feel my body relax under hers.
The fact that most people would've tried to have promised something like that, but she admitted openly that she couldn't make her more truthful than half the people I know. She's actually the only person who hasn't tried to promise something like that in a moment like this. I try to tell myself to not get too comfortable, but that little voice fights back.
She'll try to stay.
I nod feeling more comfortable in her presence. Her warm hands are placed around my lower back as mine rest on her chest. A smile tugs at her lips and I can't help but allow mine to pull upwards as well.
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Our eyes hold one another as we take in each other's presence, "You should probably get in the bath before it gets cold," she whispers as she steps back from me respectfully.
I nod as she makes her way out of the bathroom, "I'm going to swap Alex and I's stuff really quick, but I should be back before you're done," she informs me as she exits the bathroom,
"Okay" I say giving her confirmation.
I take my time scrubbing each part of my body until every part is smooth. I lather the shampoo in my hair before washing it out and adding in conditioner after causing my curls to soak up all the moisture. Before I know it I'm brushing my curly hair as a big t-shirt covers my body with only undergarments underneath. After I finish with my skin and hair care I exit the steamy bathroom to see Jordy laying on the bed in a white t-shirt and grey Nike sweatpants. She looks up from her phone to meet my eyes before they quickly give my body a glance up and down.
She clears her throat as our eyes meet again, Alex's stuff is in Maya's room, and mine is in here so we're all good," she clarifies and I give her a nod before going to grab my phone off the desk.
It lights up with texts and I automatically read them all.
Luca: What happened?
I text back Journee first telling her I'm okay, and that I'll tell her about it later. I then text Eva and Luca telling them that I didn't feel good so I left early, and I ignored Alex's text knowing that it's the least thing I want to deal with.
"Everything good?" Jordy asks from behind me causing me to turn around to meet her gaze.
"Yeah just answering everyone back," I admit and she nods knowingly.
"Did Alex try to text?" she asks and I nod as I purse my lips.
"Yeah, but I won't be answering," I say shortly and she lets out a sigh.
"Let's just forget about all that for now okay?" she offers and I agree immediately with a nod. "Perfect want to watch a movie? I grabbed different bags of popcorn to snack on," she says as she picks up the bags off the nightstand.
"Is that even a question?" I ask excitedly before quickly getting into bed under the covers, and I notice her eyes hold an amused look.
"Someone's excited," she jokes and I playfully roll my eyes. I plug my phone in on the charger before laying it on the nightstand. I grab the water that Jordy also brought before taking a small sip.
I look back to Jordy seeing she has the bags of different flavored popcorn opened and ready to eat as she surfs through Netflix for a movie.
"Want to watch a comedy?" she asks and I nod quickly as I try some of the chocolate drizzled popcorn.
She turns on the movie before flicking her lamp off causing the room to go dark. I try some of the other flavors of popcorn before sealing them up and putting them away.
I lean back into the bed before snuggling up to Jordy, whose arm is loosely around my waist. I rest my head upon her chest as her heart beats underneath my ear.
"I wish we didn't have to deal with all this stuff tomorrow," I whisper before meeting her eyes and she shrugs.
"Who said we had to?" she asks and I furrow my brows at her question causing her to explain, "I mean what if we left early in the morning before anyone has a chance to talk about anything?" she offers and I tilt my head slightly as I let the idea run through my head.
"That's actually a really good idea," I say and she smiles slightly, "Don't get too cocky now," I tease and she chuckles.
We finish the movie before turning the tv off and calling it a night. We snuggle closer together as Jordy's phone illuminates her face, "What time do you want to get up?" she asks and I rack my brain for the best time.
"How's 6 am?" I ask and she nods as she taps on her phone to set the alarm. She places her phone on the nightstand before leaning in closer to me causing her scent to wrap around me like a blanket.
"Thank you for letting me be here for you," she whispers as our warm limbs tangle with one another.
"Thank you for being here" I mumble gratefully and she hums at my appreciation.
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