chapter five - Assumptions
I woke up to an uncomfortable pain in my back. I groaned as I lifted myself into a sitting position. Oh great, it wasn’t a dream. Noah is probably still upstairs in my house. Though it did come as a relief to find myself still inside my house and no new marks on my body. Guess I’m making breakfast for two this morning.
I looked down to see I was still wearing the light blue blouse and jeans I’d been wearing yesterday. I was just happy I was still wearing clothes. I dragged my hand through my hair, feeling all the knots entwine with my fingers. I must look like such a mess. Pulling a band off of my wrist I yanked my hair up into a firm pony tail, not being able to deal with the straggly hair. I made a disgusted noise before pulling myself out from underneath the sweaty covers. I can’t even go get my clothes because Noah is up there. I have no idea what type of hangover he’d have at this time of the morning. Did he even go to Darkwood University when he had a hangover? There’s no way I’m letting him stay here without me being here.
I stretched out my body, feeling a constant ache in my back. That’s why I hate sleeping on the sofa. I can never get properly comfortable.
When reaching the kitchen I pulled out a pan, planning on making eggs. I would normally grab a piece of fruit or snack on a bowl of cereal before leaving in the mornings but now Noah was here. I had no idea of his standards of breakfast in the morning. Not that I cared of course. Just I cared not to be rude.
I was about to switch on the gas, pan in hand, when I heard loud footsteps making their way down the stairs. I turned to see Noah with a wide smirk across his smug looking face. I cocked my head to the side in confusion. That’s when I remembered my hair. It left my scar exposed. In a rushed panic I pulled the pan up towards me, holding it by my neck. Smooth. Real smooth. He didn’t even seem to notice as he jumped off the last step.
“You know, I didn’t think you were one of those types of girls.” He smirked at me. He held his arms across his chest, awfully pleased with himself. He looked like he was going to burst out laughing with how happy he was as his lips tugged on the side.
“What do you mean?” I asked, acting like holding a pan to my neck was totally normal. He raised an eyebrow at me, expecting me to understand what that coded message meant. When I didn’t respond he wiggled them about, looking like a real weirdo. Then I understood.
“What? No. That is NOT what happened.” I said, emphasizing the “not” harshly as I forcefully shook the pan beside my head.
“You can’t hide the facts.” I can’t believe he really thought this of me. Thought that I’d sleep with him. Yuck. I just wanted to get rid of him for Christs sake. Admittedly, I did make him stay the night but I’ve already explained my reasons.
“I didn’t though.” I slammed the pan down in anger. My hand instantly shot up to cover the scar on my neck. I awkwardly rested my arm on the counter, trying to make it look normal but also to show him how annoyed I was at what he was insinuating.
“Then why was I in your bed?” He asked, yet again wiggling his eyebrows up and down. God, what did he take me for? A person who just sleeps around? It sure sounded that way.
“You were drunk.” I stated, thinking that would end things.
“Oh, so you rapped me?” Noah almost laughed. Did he seriously find this funny?
“No. I slept downstairs, away from you. Because you made your way upstairs and then just fell asleep in my bed! Do you really think I would offer YOU my bed?” I said as my blood started to boil. I was being rude but I had the right to be. I mean, his brother did kill mine. I know that’s not a reason that fits with this but I have the right to be angry with him. Not that he knows it was my brother he killed. He doesn’t even know I’m a light. Let alone that light.
“Ok, Chill. You didn’t sleep with me.” He said, putting up his hands in surrender. “Not yet anyway.” He mumbled under his breath. When seeing my face he burst out laughing, but I knew he hadn’t meant it as a joke. That was it. I grabbed the glass I had used yesterday evening and filled it up with cold water from the tap. I then threw the cold water over him, drenching him from head to toe. Who knew one glass of water could get someone that wet. He coughed out the water that had ended up in his mouth before looking towards me. My eyes widened, seeing the sparks travel us his “Tattoos” and the glint of black in his eyes. Oh no, that was bad.
Everything seemed to momentarily shake as Noah glared at me. I didn’t move as I felt caught in headlights, feeling my heart beat rise as I waited for him to unleash some of what powers he had. The lights in the kitchen began to shake. The glasses in the shelves could be heard rattling against each other as the room rocked. With that warning, the kitchen lights burst causing glass to fly everywhere, the light in the room gone. I squealed, covering my head in attempt at protecting myself from the shattering glass. When the glass stopped falling I looked around the room. Great, glass everywhere. I had my mouth open and one hand out in shock as my other hand rested on my neck. I looked up to Noah who was now looking down towards the ground, almost inspecting the broken glass.
“I’ll pay for it.” He mumbled, making his way into the living room. What? Not even a sorry?
“You better.” I shouted after him, grabbing the broom stick so I could sweep up the room. Even after sweeping it all up I tread carefully, not trusting that I had swept it all up. So now I’m scared of my kitchen. Fantastic.
I walked into the living room, resting my arm on the doorway so I could use it to cover up my scar.
“I’m going to go get changed and then cook breakfast. Is egg all right?” I asked softer then I had been talking before.
“Whatever.” He dismissed, not even looking my way as he read the newspaper from a few days ago which I’d left on the table. I noticed how he’d flung my silk covers to the floor, causing it to look like a mess. He was seriously rude. I muttered things under my breath as I made my way upstairs. Oh God, it was 8 o’clock. I needed to get going quickly if I wanted to be in on time for my first lecture. I’d normally be in the University by now. Why hadn’t I woken up earlier? Oh yeah, my alarm clock was left in my room, where Noah spent the night. Curse that boy.
The bed sheets were sprawled out on bed, looking like there had been a tornado on it. So Noah didn’t even have the decency to put the covers back to the way they were. Why did I let this boy stay the night?
I got unchanged before quickly rushing into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower. I didn’t put on any music which I normally would do, had I not been in a hurry. I grabbed hold of my clothes, frantically slipping them on. Brushing my hair in front of the mirror I looked towards my clock. ten minutes to nine! I dropped my brush as I rushed down the stairs, my hair flopping wildly besides me.
“What’s going on?” Noah ran out into the hallway, hearing my panic by the way I ran. He actually looked flustered and worried.
“No time. We’re late.” I spoke quickly, grabbing my bag which I had packed last night and left by the door. He slowed his pace, not caring if we were late or not.
“I thought we were going to have breakfast.” Noah moaned behind me as I unlocked the front door.
“I need to get to my lecture in time.” I yanked the door open, pulling Noah out of the house. He obliged as he continued to talk.
“Chill, it’s only Uni.” I just turned and looked at him, stunned. I don’t know why I was surprised. I expected this sort of thing from people like him. Not that I’d call me or him a person seeing as what we are.
“I didn’t think you’d understand.” I sighed, taking off down the road.
“Hey, where are you going?” Noah called after me as he ran to catch up with me. I’ve only got twenty minutes to get to University and I know the fastest I can make it is in thirty minutes. I’m not going to make it in time. “Stop.” Noah ran in front of me, forcing me to stop. I huffed as I put my leg out to the side, transferring my weight onto it. Standing in front of him I waited for him to get out of my way.
“I don’t have time for this.” I growled angrily as I pushed him aside. I was surprised to hear him run in the other direction. But obviously not disappointed. I kept my pace strong, determined to get to the university in time.
“Ruby,” I turned my head to the side, seeing Noah, driving his car. My eyes bulged, seeing him in there. What was he playing at? “Get in.” He told me sternly. I didn’t hesitate as I ran to the other side of the car, jumping in besides him. I strapped myself in before placing my bag protectively on my lap.
“What are you doing, driving? You’re meant to have a hangover.” I whispered worriedly.
“Chi-lax. I didn’t drink that much.” He lied as he sped off.
“Yes you did.” I said in a serious tone. He sighed as he shook his head at me.
“You haven’t seen anything.” He chuckled. I’m sure he has drank way more than that in the past and I can only be thankful I wasn’t there. But still, he drank more than enough.
“You better be taking me to Darkwood.” I pointed a stern finger at him.
“Of course I am. What do you think I’m going to do? Kidnap you?” I looked at him blankly, not saying otherwise. I wouldn’t put kidnapping past him.
“What, you think I might kidnap you?” He laughed at me.
“Why would I do that?” He continued. I bit my tongue. There was a reason and I know he would most likely kidnap me if he knew it. If only to make his older brother proud of him. That just gave me the chills. I didn’t reply as I opened my bag, my eyes glowing when seeing the bright red apple which sat inside. Thank you past me. I pulled it out and took a bite out of it, juice running down my lips. I quickly brushed it away as I looked out on the road.
“Hey, no fair. I didn’t get food.” Noah pined, pulling puppy dog eyes. I rolled my eyes at him, continuing to eat my apple.
“How long does it take to get to school in the car?” I asked Noah, still stressing out about not getting to school in time.
“Not much time.” Noah said, pulling up the car. I looked outside of the car, all the stress suddenly disappearing. We were outside Darkwood university. I wasn’t going to be late.
“Thank you so much.” I sighed in instant relief. It was only now I saw how Noah was already completely dry. His hair still shone slightly to prove the water hadn’t been thrown that long ago but now he wasn’t drenched in water. I couldn’t quite put my finger on if he just naturally dried quickly or somehow Dark’s had a way of drying quicker.
“What, no kiss?” Noah joked, pushing his cheek near me in the hopes I may actually do it. Fat chance of that happening.
“Nope.” I said simply, opening the car door and leaving Noah alone. I ran through the gates, making my way to my first lecture. I actually made it here on time, thanks to Noah. And I thanked him. What was the world coming to?