Excerpt #9: The Intruder

“She sounds nice”, she says sitting at the edge of his bed.

“Yeah, I guess. It’s nothing serious really.” And he joins her.

“Is it ever with you?”

“Hey!” He swats her on the arm and his hand lingers for a second too long.

“I am not judging you, just stating.” She falls backward on the bed with a soft thump.

“Sure you are.” He replicates her.

“I hope you are being careful,” she says softly staring a hole into the ceiling.

“You know I haven’t slept with her right?” His eyes glance at her profile for a second before looking at the ceiling.

“Don’t know why I need to know that.” Yet, her body relaxes next to his.

“I don’t know but I want you to know.” He smiles and nudges her shoulder.

“She hates me you know.”

“She doesn’t hate you, she just…doesn’t like you very much.”

“She hates me.”

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

“Great.”

“Perfect.”

“Spectacular.”

“Extraordinary.”

“Hey,” He looks at her, smile dimming as he turns his head to face hers a foot away.

“Hey,” now she mimics him.

Are silences ever silent or do they hold the answer to unspoken questions?

“Hey guys have you seen the—oh?” His roommate stands at the door. “Hey there, sorry…”

“Nah its cool, come on in.” She gets up and sways her legs against the bed edge with a grin at the intruder.

“What’s up roomie?” He follows her ascent and stares at the guy in question, frustration only infinitesimally noticeable.

“Never mind.” The roomie retreats.

“So where were we?” He huffs.

“She sounds nice”, she says sitting at the edge of his bed.

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