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Apparently I was wrong. I’ve been walking around Bemy’s room for thest five minutes wearing his
shirt and the smallest shorts I could find among my stuff, barely more than underwear, and he hasn’t
given me more than a passing nce. Seriously, how is this not enough of a hint for him? What else
am I supposed to do? Make a banner? Rent a blimp? Tattoo it across my forehead? Bemy is just
casually leaning back against the headboard of the bed, legs crossed over each other, the nkets
pulled up over his legs, reading. I’ve wandered around, brushed my teeth,bed out my hair. I even
spent an unnecessary amount of time fussing with some of my pillows, like I care if they’re all straight
when they’re scattered all over the bed anyway. But he remains focussed on his book. Well it had
better be damn interesting because my legs are freezing walking around like this. I eventually give up
before I make a total fool of myself and climb into bed. Maybe I’ll read an ebook on my phone or
something. Bemy’s phone vibrates on the bedside table. His eyes dart up from his
page then back down.
“Do you mind checking that for me?” he asks casually. I shrug, sure why not? I grab hist
phone and press random buttons until the screen lights up. Oh. I wasn’t expecting that. His lock screen
is set to one of the pictures we took together, the one where he surprised me with
a k*ss on the cheek. The photo is admittedly kind of adorable, even if I DO look like a deer in
headlights.
“Ry? The message? Who is it from?” Bemy prompts. Oh, I totally got sidetracked and forgot
why I picked up his phone.
“Uh, the message is from Alex. Something about how he located the documents you requested?” I read
out. Bemy nods.
“Cool, no problem. I’ll answer that in the morning, it can wait. Thanks.” He turns his attention back to
his book. I let my eyes linger on his phone screen a little longer before putting it back. I feel a sudden
need to change my phone screen. But I don’t want to use the same photo as him, that would just be
copying. I wonder if I can get more anywhere else. Megan might have some in the engagement party
pictures, but would it be weird if I asked about those? Everything ended badly, but at least I know that,
due to Megan’s efforts and the dress Bemy paid for, I, looked good that night. So the pictures might
be nice and who knows when I’ll have the chance to get all dolled up like that again. I send Megan a
quick text.
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Ryann- Hey Megan, random question. Do you have any pictures of Bemy and 1? I’m realising I don’t
really have much…
There, nice and vague so that if she wants to ignore the existence of the engagement party pictures
she totally can. She responds quickly.
Megan- I’m not totally sure. I might have some from the photographer at my engagement party. I can
look through them.
Ryann- Are you sure? You don’t have to if it’s going to be stressful for you. Or I could look through them
with you if you don’t want to do it alone?
Megan- I’m sure. I think this is something I want to do myself. I’m trying to think of the bright sides. We
had an awesome day together getting ready, and I had a nice time at the party. Sure the rtionship
and wedding might have gone wrong, but it was still a great night. Besides, I’m slowly realising that
calling off the wedding was definitely the right choice. I’m hurt and I was betrayed, but I don’t think I’m
heartbroken. I’ll go through the picturester and if I can’t handle it, I’ll let you know.
Ryann- Okay, but please don’t traumatise yourself or anything.
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Megan- LOL Yeah I promise.
I close my chat with Megan and realise that I have a dozen or so missed texts in the Cock Tales chat. I
open it to the most recent one.
COCK TALES
Harry- Hey, where is Ry, why isn’t she answering?
Amber- Assuming I have the day right, Ry and Bemy are either fighting or making up right now and
I’m not totally sure which. Best not to get in the middle of either one I’d think…
Ryann- Actually, we’ve already finished making up.
Harry- TMI!!!! I’m totally kidding, tell me more
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Ryann- Not make up like that!!!
As always Harry is the dirty minded one, although if Bemy wasn’t being so oblivious and actually
made a move, it probably wouldn’t be totally inurate… Megan adds to the chat..
Megan- Harry, you might be a creep, but that’s my brother you’re talking about. Definitely TMI for me.
Harry- Rolling my eyes. How did I end up with such prudish friends?
Amber- Because you think anyone who won’t sleep with you is prudish. And if any of us slept with you
we would never hear from you again.
Harry–Ouch, harsh. I’m way more ssy than that. I would call… probably.
Megan- Hey we aren’t judging dude. As long as all parties are consenting adults who know what
they’re getting into, we don’t care if you call women back or not.
Ryann- Seconded.
Amber- I haven’t actually properly met you Harry, but I trust the others.
Megan- Actually, I haven’t properly met him either. We should probably do something about
that…
Harry- 100% We need an ‘introducing the Incubus‘ party!
Ryann-…. Dude.
Megan- That was prettyme Harry.
Harry–Okay fine. Spoil sports. Either way, we should all meet up soon.
Amber- I foresee scheduling issues…
ax
Ryann- Like a vision?
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Amber- No, more like the other supervisor is off sick and I’m picking up the ck. Working a
lot of doubles….
Megan- E, that sucks.
Harry- Damn
Ryann You poor thing.
Megan- Our schedules won’t be any easier Ry. Bels still has us on lockdown, remember?
Ryann- Good point. I’ll talk to him about it and get back to you.
Ryann- But maybe tomorrow? We’ve bickered enough for today…
Amber- Fair
With that done, I plug my phone into charge and settle into the pillows to rx. I figure I have time to
work on my meditation a little more before I go to sleep. I didn’t work on it today like I usually would. I
was too emotional, I knew it would never work out. I go through my steps to rxing and calming
practised so muchtely. When I’elf. They’re bing pretty routine at this point, I’ve
in the right state of mind, I focus on Kiara. I try and
include all the things I know about her. I think about the mark she has, the colour of her hair and the
grey of her eyes. I remember how small and delicate she is. I picture the pyjamas she has been
wearing this whole time. I keep at this until I have an incredibly detailed mental picture of her, but that’s
all it is. A picture. It’s not a vision like I’m aiming for. But I’m close, I know I’m close. I can feel an edge
of coldness that I know isn’t me. My eyes burn like I’ve been crying and my heart starts beating fast,
even though I’m rxed in bed. After a few minutes of this, I sigh and open my eyes. I’m so close, I just
know it. I can sense her but I can’t quite follow through with the connection. I need a little more
information. Hopefully whatever the registration office tells me will be enough.
presence,
“No luck again?” Bemy confirms, closing and dropping his book onto the bed. I shake my
head wearily.
“I’m getting better, but no sess yet.” I let out yet another deep sigh.
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“You’ll get there. This can’t be an easy skill to master. In the meantime, at least you can see her when
you sleep? Although I can’t say I’m a fan of your interrupted rest.” He grumbles and I give a small
smile.
“I suppose. Speaking of sleep, I’m exhausted.” I inform him. He nods his agreement.
“Same, emotions are exhausting.” He opens his arms to me and I flick themp off then crawl into his
embrace, both eagerly awaiting and slightly dreading the dreams I’m sure areing.