Life is Strange 2: Falling Into Place

Chapter 15 of my Life is Strange 2 story, enjoy.

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Chapter 15

With a defeated sigh, Lyla sat up in bed and brushed her hair back out of her face.

'Here we fucking go again, I thought I was going to manage it, but no...shit.' She thought sadly. 'Nearly got a whole fucking week without my insomnia hitting hard, but now this...and it's two-fucking-forty-seven am again.'

She glared at the numbers on her phone's clock, as if they were mocking her. Putting the phone down she looked around her room again.

She didn't think any of her former plans would work this time. 'Plus just looking around at all the same stuff like this gets boring...so what am I going to do now, I mean...'

Groaning she got out of bed again and walked over to the window. Leaning on the window ledge she peered out at the street outside, lit by street lamps which cast a dull glow over everything. There was no signs of life outside and Lyla had to admit, she almost liked it.

'It's peaceful if nothing else...' She noted. 'Any other time I'd look out this window, there'd be people walking down the street, cars passing...those fucking planes flying overhead. I keep getting so worked up about things and then I wonder...what's gonna happen after my friends and I all go our own ways in life. Will we still be in touch with each other, still see or talk to each other...'

She fought to get herself under control, this was no time to start thinking like that, no time to start getting melancholy over stuff she had no control over. Besides, she was supposed to be trying to calm her mind down and get back to sleep, not tax it even more.

Massaging her temples and trying to think straight she considered for a moment. Then walked over to her bedroom door and listened carefully, there was no sound, her mother was certainly asleep by now.

'After that visit I'm just glad of that, she always worries about how I feel after those visits, never considers her own problems...dad's actions affected her too after all.' She noted. 'Still, she's asleep, she won't hear me...'

She made sure her door was closed, just to be extra sure, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed before picking up her phone again. As she began opening her contacts and scrolling down she stopped, suddenly realizing what she was about to do and began to question herself.

'What am I thinking, he's probably asleep right now and, and...Oh, but I...I can't help it, I really need to talk to someone.' She thought worriedly.

With a shaky breath, she hit the call button and put the phone to her ear, waiting anxiously. Finally, after a pause, the phone was answered.

"Lyla?"

She bit her lip, worried all over again as she noted the grogginess in his voice. "Jamie, I'm sorry to wake you, I just..."

But when he spoke again, he sounded much more alert. "Are you okay, you sound...upset?"

"I can't…I can't sleep, my insomnia is kicking in hard and..." She admitted at last.

"Lyla..." Jamie whispered. "I'm so sorry, I wish, I wish I could do something, be there, I mean..."

She smiled at that, touched by his concern.

Just hearing his words raised her spirits.

"It's okay, I just...it's enough to know you care. I just really needed someone to talk to and...I feel bad waking you up, but...I couldn't think of anyone else at that moment, and..." She tried to explain.

Jamie's reply was calm. "It's okay, don't worry about it. Like I said, I want to help, just wish I could do more than just, talk."

"I know...me too." She admitted.

They continued to talk for a while, Jamie managing to comfort her and ease her worries. As they did so, she couldn't help but reflect.

'We said we were gonna try, see if a relationship could work. We did admit to feeling something for each other...but this, this is...what I'm feeling right now is far beyond anything I felt before...could it be?' She wondered.

"Lyla?"

She quickly replied. "Sorry, just...I just remembered something is all. It's okay."

"Well, alright..." He hesitated for a moment and then added. "Listen, if this ever happens again, please...don't hesitate, just call me okay, no matter what time it is."

Lyla sighed. "I don't wanna make a habit of this...but thank you. I...I'll try and sleep now. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow."

With that they both hung up and Lyla lay back down in bed and let out another soft sigh before considering the implications of what she had just felt. It looked like she could be certain now, she was indeed in love with Jamie Townley and had no doubt that he felt the same way towards her.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.