Down the second bottle when I got home, Sinclair was coiled up in my blanket, didn’t expect her to be asleep, it isn’t so late out there, maybe 6 or seven o’clock who cares.
Now she’s asleep maybe I should get some sleep too, walking towards my room, I hear footstep, “ where have you been” she says, taking deep breath, readying to be slapped for the second time today.
“ I went to get a drink, needed to get things off my head” She nods then walks back into the room, well that was odd, way to odd, I like when she talk at least, I follow her right into her room.
There I see her seated on the bed, the bed light was on, “ there’s no air con, in your room, it’s stuffy” she says making my heart skip I might have a panic attack, then it all comes back to me, I can’t really love this kind of woman I can’t afford her, she way out of my league.
“ sorry about that” she nods, “ yea right” I don’t know if I would say she isn’t grateful, or maybe she is, I don’t know,
“ tomorrow we would go back, i am sorry for making an attempt, I really thought we would live a happy life here, within my budget, and yes I fantasize about it, I wanted to see you smile more often, you know when you smiled earlier I haven’t really seen anything more beautiful and yes I had believed that staying here away from your golds and diamond you would know what being happy with nothing feels like” I said as I feel tears prick my eyes
The liquor is working, I wait for her to say something but she doesn’t, and it frustrates me even more, “ are you drunk!” She finally said after ages, all it does is make me smirk nothing more, like I would confess my intentions to her on a right sense.
“ the cab will be ready first thing tomorrow morning “ I say before living the room, she follows suit, “ I am sorry” she says, those three words that act like ice to my wounds, was that Sinclair?.
“ what?”
“ I am sorry, don’t die on it” she says working back into her room, that’s just wow, that is just something out of this world, did she just apologize?, something must have gotten into her for her to say something like that.
Walking back to grandma room, the bed light was on, kinda squeaky but I can deal with it, I lay on the bed, the liquor made me a rock already, and all I just want to do now is sleep, and wake up to another Baldwin day with Sinclair.
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Sinclair pov
After martins left, I had to rethink all my words, action and tear the past few hours he went out of the house, it’s simply not his fault that things didn’t go his way, he literally pulled me in for a kiss, who touches his mistress like that without a permission and my body was so willing to be his for reason I still can’t comprehend
There’s something i can’t put my fingers on, when I am around him, and he frustrates me so much that even as low status as he is, I still can’t predict his moves, it’s so hard not having him under my control, I allowed him pull me out a massaging queen sized bed, and now here I am on a bed I could barely turn.
He pushes me around and makes me take the glory for it, I hate it that I know what he does yet can’t disapprove, but seeing him come back drunk made me rethink, maybe I should just give him a chance to prove to me, like he just voluntarily gave himself up for punishment just a day into the challenge .
I must do something about it, and that would be tomorrow for sure, I could make a change it isn’t so bad afterall, there are trees outside and I could use that as my natural air con, I open the windows it was glass yet as stiff as rock for some weird reason and just when I had flexed my arm muscle pushing it wide open I get rewarded with a wave of fresh air which pushes my problem and worried just down the floor, maybe… just maybe it was all in my head, it isn’t so bad afterall.
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It’s morning time,couldn’t find an alarm, for weird reason, but the bird outside were having a singing challenge I didn’t want to be part of, but I had to wake up, first thing was to arrange this military bed i layed on, then I went to martins room, it was his grandmas according to my discoveries and personal research
To be clear, for the first time it wasn’t related to the internet. I literally had to move around to do research. It was weird but fun. He was lying on the bed, fully dressed, and he must be too drunk to undress.
Sigh
Hey, rise and shine martins!, I said pushing him, he opened his eyes gently, looking at me in utmost confusion, I know it’s weird but yes I am here and it’s not a dream.
“ sin_sinclair ?” He asked in a dry voice,
“ Hey, it’s day one,come prove your point!” I say excitedly, he aches a brow at me, cleaning his eyes then looking at me properly, I had my lips perfectly stretched Exposing my perfect dentitions
“ Are you ok?” He asked, I pulled his arm raising him up from the bed, he sat up right, “ are you ok” he asked, feeling my temperature with the back of his palm, “ i am fine” I said pulling my hands off, I hope he boards the train before my enthusiasm dies.
“ well that is nice” he stands up, with a wide smile on his face, “ will you stay here for seven day?” He asked the most childish question I heard ever heard in decades.
“ yes Martin I will stay with you for seven days” I say in a soft tone, as my eyes fall back to his dry lips, I want to suck them in, but I won’t he would see me as desperate .
“ he scoffs then places a kiss on my forehead, which makes my heart flutter there’s just something about his forehead kisss that throws me off balance
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