Our fridge is stocked with blood, and the men here have no modesty - Thad especially. I've seen more naked men these past couple of weeks than I've seen in my life - though I have been rather sheltered.
"I wish you could be here, really I do. I miss you, too, but I can't risk it. Kane, please stop calling. Please move on. Treat me like some bad dream, and shake me like a bad habit."
"Alyssa, please stop saying that shit. I'm tired of hearing it. I just want you. You're the best bad habit I've ever had." I laugh lightly, and I almost hear his smile. "I miss that sound."
Sighing I murmur, "I miss you making me smile. This is pathetic. We barely know each other, Kane. I shouldn't be… you shouldn't be… we shouldn't be acting like this."
"You know as well as I do this is something incredible. Alyssa, please tell me where you ar-"
He stops, and I smirk. He thought he was going to be sly and track me again. More than likely he wasn't going to tell me he knew where I was this time, since I bolted the last time.
"Something wrong?" I muse, my smile spreading.
"How does it say you're at my house when you're most likely not even in town? How are you doing that?" he grumbles, disappointment falling in his tone.
"You have your gadgets, I have mine," I murmur while pulling up my hand like a gun and blowing the tip of my finger like it's the barrel.
"Damn it. I should have known the last time."
"I need to go," I mumble, my eyes glancing toward the clock.
"Please don't. If you won't let me be there with you, at least talk to me for a minute. I've missed your voice."
His voice is so soothing, so relaxing, and so amazing. Instead of hanging up like I know I should, I just climb into the tub that has filled with warm water and lie back.
"Okay. Talk to me… but not about coming here."
He pauses for a minute, more than likely a little stunned that I'm not fighting him about talking.
"I can do that. How about a date… soon? We never did get to go out."
I smile as I think back to that night, and then I frown.
"I knew you were getting tired of being pulled around that day. You stayed gone for so long, and then you took off. I'm sorry I tried to keep you out with me."
"Alyssa," he exasperates. "I told you I'd give anything to have that day back. I had stuff to take care of."
"Tell me about Amy," I blurt out after hearing about the stuff he had to take care of. "Why does she think the two of you belong together, and why do all of your roommates seem to want the union to happen?"
"How do you-"
"I'm smart. I figure things out. You wanted to talk, and this is me talking."
He sighs louder, but his desperation shines when he finally answers.
"It's a long story. Amy was a loner with a lot of severe issues when Sierra found her. She has a problem Sierra understands. I just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and she was in a place where she would fall for anyone who was nice to her.
"After a long, stressful week, I came home, and she was here… with Sierra. All I fucking did was tell her she had a place with us if she needed somewhere to stay. She took a kind gesture and turned it into something more. Since then, I've had to deal with being the object of her obsession. Now your turn. Are you and Thad doing anything?"
His jealous turn of conversation catches me off guard.
"If I said yes, would you move on?" I ask, though it still aches to think of.
"No. I'd just rip his head off his shoulders before using it for a soccer ball."
I laugh a little. It's cute to hear him so jealous.
"No, we're not doing anything." Though Thad doesn't give up easily. "He's just helping me search for Mom. Your turn. Why aren't you into Amy? She's cute enough."