I woke up in Matthew’s arms, with Aya sleeping in the crook of my neck. I tried to get up without waking either of them. I walked into the kitchen and very sloppily began to make breakfast. Yesterday was absolutely insane. I can’t believe we came face-to-face with the 2p’s. I think we’re all scarred from it. I sighed. How could things have taken such a turn for the worst? Just then, I heard creaking coming from the couch. Matthew walked in, looking very groggy.
“Good morning.” I said to him.
“...Good morning.” he said back. I served him some of the scrambled eggs I had made, and we sat down and ate together. Matthew still looks pretty shaken up from yesterday. And I don’t blame him. Those 2p’s are scary. I looked up from my plate as a thought occurred to me.
“You know… I think we should just stay home today.”
Canada nodded. “Agreed.”
After we ate breakfast we sat on the couch and watched tv together. Aya, who was now awake and alert, played with her toys and stuffed animals. I gave her the leftover eggs, and she ate them happily. For the rest of the day, Matthew and I just relaxed. I enjoyed it immensely, and I think he did, too. We both needed it, that’s for sure. As evening came, Matthew said he needed to go home.
“But I don’t want you to leave!” I told him. Matthew smiled that special grin that he has only for me.
“Don’t worry, we’ll see each other tomorrow. I heard that Michelle is out of surgery now and in recovery. We can go visit her together.”
“Well… okay.” I said reluctantly. Matthew wove his arms around my waist and brung me in for a kiss. I leaned into him and kissed back. I could have stayed there forever, but he pulled back, and turned to leave. I waved at him as he walked down the street, and he waved back at me, smiling that goofy smile. I chuckled a little. Then I fed Aya and crawled into bed. She came in and snuggled next to me. I fell asleep, and dreamed about Matthew. It was weird. The next morning, I woke up and sleepily made my way to the kitchen. This time, I just poured myself some cereal. Cooking is a lot of work.Aya came in and I fed her some chicken, which she seems to love, despite the fact that she eats it so often. Zara’s re-wedding is supposed to be happening today, but with Miche in the hospital, I don’t think I’ll go. From what I’ve heard, Miche’s wound sounds pretty serious. I hope she’s okay. I got dressed quickly and Aya hopped up onto my shoulder. I stepped out into the sunlight. It was a beautiful day. There was a thin layer of snow covering the ground. It’s been getting colder and colder lately. As I walked over to the hospital, Aya pawed my cheek.
“Ane-chan, there’s someone following us.” Sure enough, I glanced behind me and there was a dark-skinned girl walking behind us. She was wearing a hoodie with the hood up, so I couldn’t see her face too well. I did notice, however, the two sheaths on both sides that looked like they held katanas.
“Crap.” I muttered. I turned back to Aya. “We’ll just have to keep going until we reach the hospital. Hopefully once we’re in there she’ll stop following us. It’s a public place, we’ll be safe.” Aya nodded. Once we reached the hospital, the strange person stopped following us. I breathed a sigh of relief. Walking up to the desk, I got the room number that Miche was in. I met up with Matthew, and we sat together and talked quietly. When I mentioned the stalker, he looked worried.
“I’m going to walk you to my place.” He stated. I nodded, relieved that I wouldn’t be alone. Just then, Miche woke up. What happened after that was quite interesting.