Chapter 4: Day-Care
Once again I was up in Phil's and Dan's apartment. Phil guided me towards the guest room, while Dan walked behind us. All my stuff had being moved into it. There was a twin size bed covered in white sheets with tigers. The walls where white and there was a painting of a flower hanging to one of the sides.
I walked in and started to examine every corner. I sat on the bed and stretched my arms. I hit my left arm against the night-stand next to the bed. I flinched and retracted my arm towards my chest.
Dan sprung up next to me and took my arm, "See, this is why we don't trust you to live alone. You are way too clumsy." Dan said.
Phil started to lean against the side of the door. "Well Dan, we are pretty clumsy as well. Therefore none of us can trust ourselves." He said as he smiled.
I lifted my left arm up in the air and started to stare at it. The deep blue cast shone upon me. It covered a large portion of my hand, only leaving out the tips of my fingers. It then stretched all the way down, almost reaching my elbow.
I ran my fingers through it and could feel the rough texture. I then gently let it down onto the bed. I lied back, sighed, and stared at my white roof. "So I'm stuck with you for almost half a year. Great!" I said sarcastically.
Dan tapped me on the leg and stood up. "Yup, and don't forget that it also includes us taking care of you and your precious arm." He looked back at Phil and smiled, "In we go into Joy, taking care of her!"
Phil started to make a disgusted face, "Dan, Dan, Dan. In we go?!" Dan started to cover his face with his hands, started to blushed and drown in his shame.
"I'm so sorry, so, so sorry. It sounded much better in my head. Oh, why does this happen to me." Dan started to apologize.
I was still lying in the bed trying to process the whole situation, when I burst into laughter. I was laughing so hard my eyes started to become watery. They both looked back at. "You guys are so funny. You know, I might actually like my stay here." I said as I giggled.
I stopped laughing and stood from the bed. I started to walk towards the kitchen because I was a bit thirsty. I went towards the fridge and looked for a water bottle. I tried to pick it up with my left arm, but it just slipped, fell, and started to spill all over the kitchen floor.
I picked up the bottle and brought the mop. I tried to clean over it, but I couldn't hold the mop well. I tried sliding it forward but it just ended up hitting me on my forehead.
I got tired and just grabbed a cloth from the counter, kicked the mop to the side, and threw the cloth on the spilled water. I started to use my right leg to move it back and forth for it to absorb the water.
My left foot was on top of some water, which made me slip and fall. I hit my head against the table were there where some pots. Two or three fell making a loud noise. Dan and Phil entered in a rush and saw me slouched on the ground with my clothes wet, and the mop, cloth, and pots on my side all scattered around.
Dan came towards me and helped me up as Phil tried to clean and pick the mess I had made. "I guess Joy is the clumsiest from all of us, Phil." Dan said. He looked at me and sighed. "What were you doing?"
I got nervous, I hate being helpless and useless. "I just wanted some water so I took out a water bottle, but then it slipped from my hand. Which I guess was expect, I have a freaking cast on it. So I tried to mop it, but I couldn't control it and it ended up hitting me on the face. I tried to wipe it with the cloth by moving it with my foot, but I slipped in the water." I said in a huge rush, then I took a breath. "I just want some water, how come I can't even get that?"
Dan had already left me sitting in a chair and was helping Phil pick up. Phil brought me a glass of water with a straw. "There you go; like that you don't need to use your hand, even though you could just use your right hand." Phil shrugged and continued cleaning. I started to sip from the straw.
I drank half the water then went back into my room. I changed into some dry clothes and lied on the bed. I just wanted to sleep; I didn't feel like dealing with my arm right now. Blazer was lying on top of the night stand. I took him on my arms and eventually I started to doze off to sleep.
I woke up after a while. I looked at my watch and it marked 2:46 am. My left arm was hanging in the side of the bed and it was itching horribly. I stood from bed and wobbled my way to the living room.
Dan was sitting on the couch with his legs propped up on a stool in front of him. He was kind of sliding of the couch. Next to him there was a ruler, which was practically heaven for me.
I jumped over his legs and went towards the ruler. I pocked it down my cast and started scratching. I was so relieved that I let out a moaning sound. Dan's eyes averted towards me, "Joy that sounded really wrong."
I then noticed how my moaning sounded as if I was having sex. "You know, I never thought of it that way. I have such an innocent brain, and apart of the fact I have never had a boyfriend or any kind of relationship makes me much more innocent." I replied and kept on scratching my arm.
Dan rolled his eyes and kept on scrolling through twitter. Then his eyes once again shifted my way. "Wait, you have never being in a relationship?" he said with his eyes with a little disbelieve.
I took the ruler out of my cast and placed my arm on my lap. "I have never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, just in case you were wondering. I was more into a relationship with my anime characters and Doctor Who. I haven't really had my first kiss. Except if you count accidentally kissing you grandma in the lips a kiss, that'd be depressing." I sighed and looked up at him. "Though I am a helpless romantic; like literary 90% of the manga I read are just stupid romantic comedies."
Dan shuffled a little bit away from me as if he was afraid to break me. "How come the past 22 years you have never done anything like that? Are you living in the safe road or something?" he said as he kept on shuffling away.
I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him closer. I put my mouth close to his ear and whispered, "Just because I haven't experienced love or whatever, doesn't mean I am inoffensive. Who knows, I might be a serial killer on the run" I let go of him and parted away with an evil giggle. "Plus as a biologist I believe relationships are just pheromones and hormones reacting to each other, so I don't see the point in a relationship."
I stood up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen. I took out the box of mozzarella sticks and served some of it in a plate. I put in the microwave and headed back to the living room.
Dan was closing his laptop and seemed to be headed to bed. Instead he went towards the shelf full of films and took out 'The Conjuring' which made shivers run all through my body. I am a huge scarred cat for horror films. I didn't want to tell Dan that I was such a woozy so I decided to go along and watch it with him.
The microwave started to beep and I went back to the kitchen to bring out the mozzarella sticks. I also brought some popcorn to eat as we watched. I went back to the living room and gave Dan the bowl of popcorn. We both sat at the different ends of the couch and then the movie started.
Half way through the movie the terror was already eating into me. I started to move towards Dan, who seemed pretty calm while watching the movie.
Suddenly the doll appeared once again and my body went towards instinct and searched for protection. In other words, I suddenly jumped towards Dan and hugged him by the waist.
He looked down at me and saw how much I was trembling. He put his hand on my head. "Don't worry, I'll shut it off." He said.
I started to hug him even harder. "No don't move. It's not like I'm scared, so we can finish the movie. Plus we are only missing a half hour." I said trying not to sound scared but my voice still trembled a little.
Dan just nodded and we finished the movie. By the end I was so scared that all I could think of was about the doll. Dan stood took out the film from the DVD player. He then placed it back to where it belonged and started to head to his room.
I stood from the couch and went towards my room. I sat on my bed with the lamp on and Blazer on my lap. 5 minutes passed then 10, then 15, then 30. I couldn't sleep, I was too scared.
I stood from my bed and went to Dan's room; I gently knocked on the door and slowly opened it. I turned on the lamp and Dan's eyes crinkled. "What do you want, I'm asleep." Dan said, still with the eyes closed.
I went towards his bed and looked over him. "Can I sleep with you, like here in your bed please?" I whispered. Dan's eyes had now opened and where staring at me.
He started to sit up a bit, "You want to sleep here?" he said in surprise. I nodded, with fear in my eyes. Dan stood from his bed; he was shirtless and was only wearing some long pajama pants. He went over to his drawer and put on the first shirt he could find.
I hopped on the bed and hid under the blankets. Dan got in as he turned off the lights. I cuddled closer to him as I hugged Blazer tighter. Dan turned to the side putting his back to me. "No, don't put your back to me. I don't feel safe." I said.
He twisted to the other side and faced me. His chest was close to my face. "Isn't this a little weird, I am a man and you are a woman after all." He whispered.
I shook my head. "Remember, grew up with guys. This isn't weird to me." I said as I buried myself closer to him.
I knew that my fear was made from the psychological reaction towards the movie, but when it came to being close to Dan in a dark room it felt quite comforting. I could feel his body heat.
It didn't matter anyways; it was only my pheromones reacting to the contact to a man. I just took a deep breath and started dozing off into a dream.
Jfkalfja… Anyhow, I cant watch scary movies… I don't watch them,… Ever!
