They had fallen asleep after their little talk. Cassie was laying with her neck on Mitchell's arm, and he was facing her. He woke up with her neck just in front of his mouth. Oh, she smells really great, he thought, maybe just a tiny bite?!
He leaned towards her, but then just before biting, he came to his senses. He kissed her gently on the neck in stead. She woke up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm laying on you" she said, barely having opened her eyes.
"It's okay." Mitchell said, "I don't mind people.. laying on me!"
Oh my God, what a lame thing to say! He thought, and felt like slapping himself.
"Good.." she giggled.
They sat up. Mitchell was about to offer breakfast, but he knew the thought of it would make her panic, because that would mean going out. He send her a quick smile. She smiled back.
"So.. we're back to being supermarket-buddies?" she asked with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"No no.. I meant what I said last night!" Mitchell assured her.
"Oh.. okay." she said, "I'm sorry.. I.. I'm a very non-optimistic person"
"That's okay.." he said, "I know the feeling."
"You do?" she said, looking like she really doubted him.
"Yeah.. I've got this.. well.." he hesitated, "I've had a problem, a bit like yours, for a very long time.."
"What kind of problem?" Cassie asked curiously.
"Trust me, you wouldn't believe it!" Mitchell said, "anyway.. we can always discuss that."
"Okay?" Cassie said, "you do know that sounds a lot like the thing I said last night?"
"Oh, yes.." Mitchell replied, "it's just.. I don't want you to have my problem on your mind too, when you haven't gotten your own problem under control yet."
"Fair enough" Cassie said with a grin.
Mitchell smiled at her. He didn't know what to say.
"Mitchell, is there even the slightest chance that you'd be willing to go get us some breakfast?" Cassie asked awkwardly.
"Yes, of course." Mitchell replied and got up from the chair. "Anything particular you want?"
"No, anything would be great" she said, "thanks Mitchell."
"You don't have to thank me."
He put on his jacket, took his sunglasses and was out of the door in no time.
Once again it was a beautiful morning. He didn't know this area to well, but he thought he remember something about a bakery somewhere close. He thought that the street with most people, was probably the one with a bakery, seeing as it was quite early on a Sunday morning. And right he was. Only about 400 meters away from the hotel, was the bakery – he went in; there was a lot of people. The cue started at the counter and went all the way to the entrance, across the long bright room. There was two women and a man running back and forth on the other side of the counter.
Despite the long cue, it didn't actually take long for Mitchell to get to the counter. He ordered four rolls.
"What's that music?" he asked the woman at the counter.
"Oh, I guess it's begun." She said with a smile.
"Begun? What has begun?" Mitchell asked nervously.
"The local school is having a parade to celebrate something," she said, "something.. oh, now I've completely forgot what it is."
"Ah, that's okay" Mitchell said, and gave her £ 30, "keep the change."
When he opened the door the sound got much higher, and in the brief time he'd been in the bakery, the streets had filled with people. It was all very noisy. He started walking back towards the hotel. Suddenly he saw a bunch of children in the parade, dressed as vampires, witches and skeletons. He stopped and looked at them. He couldn't help but laughing; it was so cute how they thought vampires would dress like Dracula in real life. Suddenly he remembered – Cassie was in the hotel room – alone – with all those people on the street. His smile quickly vanished and he started running towards the hotel.
This isn't really what I'd call my best work - I really liked the beginning, but the end, to me, is sort of *blah* - but I guess all stories are allowed to have boring parts?
Other than that it was really hard to make this "flow" - which I'm still not sure it does - after writing the first 5-6 lines, I suddenly begun to fear that this would be Twilight all over again - not that I dislike Twilight, but I don't want this to be a rip-off.. so I didn't write for about a week, maybe two, because I had to try and gather my thoughts on the story, and remove my fear of it becoming Edward and Bella all over again; I'm not sure how much it helped, because I've gotten more of the story "together" but I still fear that others will be thinking "Twilight" because of what is yet to come on the story.. but I guess, we'll just have to wait and see..
And NO, I couldn't help myself - I had to show how tempted Mitchell is to suck her blood.. we've all seen it in the show, and this story is, after all, from his point of view =)
The next chapter should be more interesting.. I've only written a tiny bit of it, but I like it so far ;)