I'm really sorry for taking so long with the update! I'm trying to finish up school and I'm almost there! So hopefully as my work load lightens for the next few months I'll be able to get to some serious writing and hopefully finish up this story pretty soon! I was going to make this chapter a lot longer, but I decided this chapter could stand on it's own two feet. I hope you all like it. )
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Chapter 8
I quickly threw the covers off myself. I needed air. The dream of Spinner was still fresh in my mind. It had all felt so real. I closed my eyes again. I wasn't sure what to think. I was feeling a mixture of shame and embarrassment. I could still hear Paige moving around. I didn't want her to know anything was wrong. I hoped she wouldn't come into our room. I quickly got up out of bed and into the bathroom. I started the shower and brushed my teeth. I just felt I needed to get clean. I removed my cloths and threw them on the hamper. I knew Paige hated it when I did that but I didn't care. I quickly got into the shower only to be greeted with nice steamy water. The water felt so good running down my body. I let the water soak into my hair. I closed my eyes. I felt like going back to sleep. I was beginning to feel somewhat relaxed when images of my dream started coming back to me. I could feel Spinner's hand on my shoulder and his lips on my lips. The image made me cringe. I knew it wasn't real but I couldn't help the overwhelming feeling of disgust that was growing inside me. This was not what I wanted. I picked up the shampoo bottle and extracted a small amount of shampoo. I rubbed it between my hands to lather it up. Washing my hair was somewhat relaxing me. I felt I was washing away the memories of my dream. After I had rinsed out my hair I reached for the soap bar. I started to lather over my body. The warm water was beginning to cradle me asleep but I forced myself to stay awake. As my hand and soap ran along my shoulder, I felt myself quiver. Spinner's face, his hands, his lips. They had all felt so real. I shivered at the thought. When I was completely clean from soap scum, I turned the shower knob off. I let the wet water drip off my body. The steam in the bathroom was making it hard to breath. I was startled when the knob of the bathroom door turned. I heard a small knock as it opened.
"Alex? Can I come in?" I heard Paige's voice say.
"Ummm.." I said trying to muster my strength, "Yea. Sure."
I heard the door open a little wider and Paige stepped inside, "I just needed to get some of my make-up." She said scrambling around the bathroom counter. She kept her eyes focused never even trying to peak at my naked body. I didn't feel awkward. I undressed for strangers for a living. Being naked in front of my girlfriend didn't both me at all...It only bothered me she didn't look.
"Finished." Paige said grapping the make-up bag she had been searching for. Without another word she left the bathroom slowly shutting the door behind her. In that moment I hated myself. I was letting us get further and further apart and it was the last thing in ever wanted to do. I grabbed my towel started drying myself off. The dream was now becoming less and less important. I got dressed into more comfortable and clean clothes. I didn't want to put back on my old pajamas. I made my way out into the kitchen were Paige was cleaning up her breakfast. I didn't say anything, I just wanted over to the refrigerator. Nothing looked appealing to me. I closed the door and took a seat at the kitchen table. Paige didn't acknowledge my presence and I didn't make an effort to say anything. I sat at the table looking off into nothingness. Finally, Paige turned around and looked at me as if she just noticed I was there.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing." I replied.
"Something is wrong." Paige started, "You've been acting all distant."
"Nothing is wrong." I replied. I didn't want to let Paige on to anything I was thinking or feeling.
Paige sighed whipping the hair from her eyes, "Alright," She said, "So, do you have work today?"
"No, I have the day off." I replied.
"What are you planning on doing?" Paige asked. It was making me feel better that Paige was taking interest and even though I didn't show it, it was comforting.
"I don't know. Just whatever." I replied.
"Well..." Paige said. She was thinking, "actually, never mind. I have to go. I'm late." She said walking over to me and I lifted my head so we could quickly kiss.
"You know I love you." I said, knowing I had to say something to remind Paige I hadn't forgotten.
"I know." She smiled, "I'll be back around four." She said walking out the door.
I let off a small sigh. Everything was going to be okay I reassured myself. There was nothing to worry about. I looked at the clock. It was only eight thirty. I felt like I hadn't gotten any sleep last night. I wanted to go back to bed but I feared having another dream. I spent most of the day sitting on the couch and flipping through the channels. It didn't surprise me when there wasn't a single interesting thing on non of our six channels. It was getting closer to four and I hadn't accomplished anything. I felt like my connection with Paige was slowly drifting away. Everything we had gone through together and I was going to let it all fly out the window for some lousy job. I decided to clean up a little bit and cook dinner. I wanted to get our relationship back on track.
By the time four rolled around I had a dinner almost done. Chicken parmesan. I wasn't the best cook but I wasn't the worst either. I neatly set the table. I decided I didn't care how I felt. I was going to put on my happy face and not let anything get in the way of my relationship any more. I looked at the clock. 4:02. Any minute now. I took a seat at the table and waited. 4:16...4:23...4:47. I sighed as I looked at my empty plate. I thought about just starting to eat, but I was hungry in the least bit. I got up from the table to sit over on the couch. I turned on the television and flopped through the all of our six channels. I got caught up in some made for T.V. movie about two people in dealing with strains on their relationship. Though it made me feel bad, I couldn't help but watch. I didn't notice the clock at the time went from five to seven-thirty. There was no light in the apartment except from what was coming from the television. I leaned my head and the light from the T.V. started to hurt my eyes. I closed them for a second and when I opened them again the television was off. Light was radiating from the windows of the kitchen. I tiled my head up and looked around. It was morning. I ran my fingers through my hair as I tried to regain my sense. I glanced at the clock, 7:13.
"Well good morning, sunshine." Paige said walking out of our bedroom her hair damp from a shower, "You're up early."
"You didn't come home last night." I said bluntly, the grogginess filled my voice.
"Yea, about that." Paige said, her facial expression changed as she started searching her mind for the words, "After class I went to library to study with some friends."
"And you never heard of a telephone?" I demanded.
"I forgot you had the day off." She replied walking over the kitchen and grabbing herself and cup of coffee she had brewed earlier. She was obviously trying to avoid the confrontation.
I sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry." Paige said turning around to face me, "Forgive me?" She said, her voice was sweet and mischievous.
"Forgiven." I said plastering a small grin on my face. I wasn't in the mood to start any argument though deep down, I was upset about everything.
"Well I have to get ready for class." Paige said walking over to me and giving me a small kiss on the lips.
I nodded and watched her walk off back to our bedroom. I could feel my blood boiling. I felt like everything inside me was breaking down. Feeling like I couldn't deal with anything else going wrong right now, I sat back down on the couch. I knew of nothing that was in store for me.
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I'll be starting the next chapter. Hopefully I'll have it up within the week!
