the bedside table. Then I changed my mind and put it in the drawer instead. If Jack had happened to come in and open at my bookmark, he would be more than shocked at what kind filth I was reading. Or even worse, it might give him the wrong idea about me!
I was tired of wearing his clothes, so I made up my mind to swing by my and Lucy’s place. Yes, her shift at the diner would be over by now, but she was probably out on the town looking for Jack’s replacement. Before I found her sexual escapades interesting, now I just found them sickening. I could not unsee what I had seen, and Jack on top of Lucy, banging away, was one of those things that would haunt me for the rest of my life.
Jack was asleep on the couch so I didn’t want to disturb him. He fell asleep reading a biography of someone I’d never heard of. Research for a role or just for pleasure? I didn’t know, and I had no time to ask. I dressed in the warmest clothes I could find and headed out.
The sun had already set so it was pretty dark outside. It took a bit for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, though I knew from experience that my skin would never adjust to the cold. I pulled the scarf tighter around my face, leaving only my eyes unobstructed.
Was I afraid walking alone at night? Not really. Ravenswood was a quiet community where everyone knew each other. Yes, thoughts of danger still entered my mind, but I didn’t actually think that anyone would hurt me.
I walked alongside the road because, even though it didn’t make much sense at all, I was afraid of the ocean at night. It felt like there were creatures in the water following my every move, swimming in answer to every step I took. I shivered just thinking about it and thanked my lucky stars that I wasn’t anywhere close to the water.
No cars passed me by, so I was safe from more realistic predators as well. Eventually I reached my destination and all the lights seemed to be off. It seemed I was extra lucky this night. I put my key in the lock and found that I didn’t have to use it at all, it was already open. I slowly opened the door and shut it behind me. I looked around each room, just to make sure I wouldn’t walk in on Lucy doing the dirty again, and once I was sure I was alone, I went to my room and packed as much of my stuff as I could in my suitcase. Thankfully, my suitcase had wheels so it wasn’t going to be too much trouble to wheel it back to Jack’s place. As I packed my things I kept thinking about the kiss earlier. I had to admit that I didn’t find the thought of it totally unpleasant. I also had to admit that I had no idea what the hell I was doing in my house, packing my things, just to take them back to Jack’s place. We weren’t even friends, for goodness sake! We should not be living together at all. Yes, it was only for a few days, but still, it was more than a little weird. Maybe not as weird as seeing him have sex with my best friend and roommate, but pretty darned weird.
A noise made me stop in my tracks. The front door opening. I almost wished it was an intruder, because the alternative wouldn’t have been much better.
“Sophie!” I heard Lucy yell out. “I know you’re here!”
I had to face her eventually, so it might have as well been right then and there. I kept packing my stuff, anxiously waiting for her to find me, and after a moment or so, she did.
“Sophie, what the hell are you doing?” she asked. Then she took in my whole ensemble, which consisted of several of Jack’s items of clothing, and gave me a knowing look. “You act all saintly, but you’re fucking him as we speak, aren’t you, Sophie?”
“No I’m not!” I hated her more than anyone in that moment and all I wanted to do was get the hell out of there.
“Then where are you taking all your stuff, Sophie, huh, answer me that?” She looked distastefully at my open suitcase.
I zipped the thing closed for good measure and positioned it on the floor. I pulled out the handle and
I was tired of wearing his clothes, so I made up my mind to swing by my and Lucy’s place. Yes, her shift at the diner would be over by now, but she was probably out on the town looking for Jack’s replacement. Before I found her sexual escapades interesting, now I just found them sickening. I could not unsee what I had seen, and Jack on top of Lucy, banging away, was one of those things that would haunt me for the rest of my life.
Jack was asleep on the couch so I didn’t want to disturb him. He fell asleep reading a biography of someone I’d never heard of. Research for a role or just for pleasure? I didn’t know, and I had no time to ask. I dressed in the warmest clothes I could find and headed out.
The sun had already set so it was pretty dark outside. It took a bit for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, though I knew from experience that my skin would never adjust to the cold. I pulled the scarf tighter around my face, leaving only my eyes unobstructed.
Was I afraid walking alone at night? Not really. Ravenswood was a quiet community where everyone knew each other. Yes, thoughts of danger still entered my mind, but I didn’t actually think that anyone would hurt me.
I walked alongside the road because, even though it didn’t make much sense at all, I was afraid of the ocean at night. It felt like there were creatures in the water following my every move, swimming in answer to every step I took. I shivered just thinking about it and thanked my lucky stars that I wasn’t anywhere close to the water.
No cars passed me by, so I was safe from more realistic predators as well. Eventually I reached my destination and all the lights seemed to be off. It seemed I was extra lucky this night. I put my key in the lock and found that I didn’t have to use it at all, it was already open. I slowly opened the door and shut it behind me. I looked around each room, just to make sure I wouldn’t walk in on Lucy doing the dirty again, and once I was sure I was alone, I went to my room and packed as much of my stuff as I could in my suitcase. Thankfully, my suitcase had wheels so it wasn’t going to be too much trouble to wheel it back to Jack’s place. As I packed my things I kept thinking about the kiss earlier. I had to admit that I didn’t find the thought of it totally unpleasant. I also had to admit that I had no idea what the hell I was doing in my house, packing my things, just to take them back to Jack’s place. We weren’t even friends, for goodness sake! We should not be living together at all. Yes, it was only for a few days, but still, it was more than a little weird. Maybe not as weird as seeing him have sex with my best friend and roommate, but pretty darned weird.
A noise made me stop in my tracks. The front door opening. I almost wished it was an intruder, because the alternative wouldn’t have been much better.
“Sophie!” I heard Lucy yell out. “I know you’re here!”
I had to face her eventually, so it might have as well been right then and there. I kept packing my stuff, anxiously waiting for her to find me, and after a moment or so, she did.
“Sophie, what the hell are you doing?” she asked. Then she took in my whole ensemble, which consisted of several of Jack’s items of clothing, and gave me a knowing look. “You act all saintly, but you’re fucking him as we speak, aren’t you, Sophie?”
“No I’m not!” I hated her more than anyone in that moment and all I wanted to do was get the hell out of there.
“Then where are you taking all your stuff, Sophie, huh, answer me that?” She looked distastefully at my open suitcase.
I zipped the thing closed for good measure and positioned it on the floor. I pulled out the handle and
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