Friday, 11 May 2012

Please don't be angry.. - Part 19

I quickly got on whatever I could put on within thirty seconds.
"Wait, he has to be here!" I could hear the fear in Cyr's voice. Cyr can be a little awkward, but Toby's one of the biggest Youtubers ever. He'd crush him.
I walked out of the bedroom, looking for anyone else. When I peeked into the next room, I saw Jack's adorable little face sleeping. It made me smile for how ridiculously innocent he looked. Then I remembered what was currently happening. Wait, what about my phone? I thought. My hands reached down the pockets of whatever I was wearing. They wrapped around my phone and a sigh escaped from my lips. If I were to lose my cell phone, especially when this was happening...
I saw Cyr come from one of the corners of the hallway. His eyes widened at the sight of my phone. He trembled with his words, "T-Toby didn't text you, did he?" Why is Cyr such a wimp? It's not like Toby would hurt him. He'd understand he was drunk, and I can't even get pregnant anyhow.
I shook my head. "Nope," I said. A sigh escaped from his lips. "I... guess I'll just go home and pray Toby hasn't gotten up yet," I mumble. Cyr nods.
I take slow, dramatic steps towards him. I've always wanted to do this, and now with the power of being Toby's girlfriend I can.
My fingers slide up his arm and see the chills he's getting from my touch. I spin on my heel and touch his neck with my fingers. "You're not... scared of him." My lips hover right beside his ear. "Are you, Vincent?" That was so fun. I'm not even that type of person.
Cyr swallows and spins around, once again enclosing me in his embrace. "No, I just don't want anything to happen to you," he says.
I become aware that he's treating me like this again. I put my hands on his shoulders and shift us both so we're walking throughout the living room, leading myself to the door. The entire room is trashed.
"I mean, I can take on Toby," he says again, finishing his last statement.
A grin creeps up onto my face. We're almost at the door. "Hmm, strong little Cyr, are ya'?" I ask, smugly.
He's also enjoying this. "You bet, baby." I take the last few steps to the landing. I think this is the correct way to get Cyr to do things, I think. Seduce him. I try to keep a smile from breaking through my seductive look. I'm such a terrible person.
My fingers just almost touch the door when I remember something. It's dead silent. "Oh, and Cyr," I spin around on my heel and move determinedly towards him and this time I embrace him. "Toby better not find out about this, you hear me?" Cyr nods slowly. I kiss him, hard, pick up my bag and leave. I can't help laughing my ass off when I get to the sidewalk.
I continue walking. I suppose I'm gonna have to walk to Toby's. That won't be too hard.

I finally get to Toby's and I slowly open the door. Anxiety is building up inside of me. My head peeks through the door. "Toby?" I whisper loudly. No reply. "Toby?!" I say louder, but still in a whisper. No reply. I let out of a sigh of relief and continue walking inside. The door shuts quietly and I tip toe, heading to the kitchen. Suddenly, I hear a voice.
"Hi, Ellie," the voice says. My head swings back and I look at the top of the stairs. It's Toby.
"Hi," I reply. Toby takes slow steps down the stairs, keeping his hands on the railing. "So, where were you?" I could see he already knows. I take a few steps closer to him.
"Fell asleep at the party, woke up in the middle of the night and went home," I lie and admit at the same time.
Toby takes one more step towards me and we're a few inches away. "Oh, I see," he says like he already knows. He probably does. I'm dead. "So is that why I woke up and saw you in bed with Cyr?" says Toby.
My face drains and I start choking on my words. "I..."
"Save it," Toby cuts me off. "I know what you did. You think being seduced and kissing a girl is worse than having sex with one of my FRIENDS?!" Toby's raising his voice now. He doesn't do that much. I can see the stress in his arms like he's going to hurt me. He won't do it, though.
"I.. I was drunk," I argue.
Toby puts on a sarcastic smile, "Heh, yeah, and I was seduced and you did this." He lifts up my arm and tears start filling my eyes. Ouch. That stung. I rip my arms out of his grip and turn around. He realizes what he just said. "Ellie... I-I'm sorry..."
I cross my arms. "Whatever," I say as I make my way out the door.
"No! Ellie! I forgive you, I'm really sorry, please!" Toby's saying more words but I just keep walking.