I tried to fall asleep again but it was kind of hard considering Adrian beside me. He moved around all night or more what was left of it and almost pushed me out of my own bed. At 8am I had enough and got up. Gosh, I'm definitely not a morning person so I went to the kitchen and made some coffee.
I took the cup and my cell phone and sat on my couch. Now seemed to be the perfect time to text Lissa. I knew she would be up that early on a saturday because in contrary to me she actually had more plans than staying in bed all day.
"You don't believe who showed up at my doorstep last night totally drunk (and I literally mea 4AM!) ADRIAN"
Just as I predicted I received a reply almost immediately.
"What, why? "
"Dunno yet, I will update you when I know more."
Just when I hit sent I heard a loud groan behind me followed by "Is that coffee I smell?" His voice sounded rusky. I turned around to take a look at him and I wasn't surprised when I saw that he looked as shit as his voice sounded. His hair was messy and not in his normally messy styled way. His black eye looked worse than it did only a few hours ago. He had dark circles under his eyes.
"Yes it is. Do you want some?" I asked.
He nodded. "That would be nice." I poured some coffee in a cup and handed it to him. After he took a sip he looked at me.
"I'm so sorry for what happened last night", he apologized. "I didn't plan on violating your sleep. It's just, I -" he paused, obviously thinking about what to say next "I had a pretty rough evening yesterday and I didn't know where I to go so I landed on your doorstep." I figured out that much by mysel.
"You wanna talk about what happened?" I suggested.
"Yeah, well you have to know that my dad is a pretty huge asshole and my parents had one of their fights again and when I came home I heard my mom screaming that she would leave him this time for good and then he slaped her. Can you believe that? He slaped her right across the face. I went between them, telling my dad that he couldn't treat her like this and then-"
"You punched him?" I interupted. He let out a short laugh.
"Yes, I did but I'm not the best figther so I couldn't get out of the way in time and you see where playing the hero got me." He pointed at his black eye.
"Oh Adrian, you weren't playing the hero. You did what was the right thing to do in that situation. How is your mum doing, is she okay?" I asked.
"I guess." He sighed. "Honestly, I don't know. She's staying at a friends place right now and I feel like this wasn't the first time that he did that to her. She often had bruises but she always found excuses. Fuck, how could I've been so stupid? Tell me, Rose, why haven't I noticed it before?" He sounded so incredibly sad so without further thinking I hugged him.
"It's not your fault. The best you can do now is stand by your mothers side." I said. He ended the hug and looked me in the eyes.
"Thanks Rose. For everything."
I smiled. "That's what friends are for right?" Before I could even say anything else I felt his sweet lips on my mouth. After being surprised for a moment I gave in. He deepened the kiss and when he drawed breath he blurt out "Do you wanna go the dance with me?" I watched him to see if he was serious. The annual dance was hosted by our college and it was always wonderful, everybody was going and everybody would know with whom you were going. Did this mean he wanted to take this - whatever this was - to the next level?
"Yes, I'd love to" I grinned and kissed him again.
