Autumn laid on Lenny's bed looking at the ceiling, noticing how bare it looked, while Lenny took a shower. She sat up and looked around the large bedroom making her feel like a piece of furniture. She flopped back down on the bed as she inhaled a large amount of air and exhaling. She started to think about when the left the club and it seemed almost as if her feelings came back instantly. This surprised Autumn because she was used to not having feelings quite some time after she would use. She hated that her feelings were so strong that could not just be simple pushed away like she was used to.
Moments later Lenny walked out of the bathroom fully clothed with his hair slightly dripping onto his shirt. He walks over and sits next to Autumn who is still laying on the bed. The room is filled with silence but the sound of them breathing. He looks at her noticing how unsure of things she looks. As the silence grew louder he decided that he needed to talk to her about what was going on with her.
"Autumn?" Lenny asked.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am fine." She said as she sat up, their shoulders brushing each other.
"How are things with you and Michael?" He asked slyly as he scratched his bread.
"There is nothing between me and Michael."
"He seems nice." Autumn did not reply. "I think he likes you."
"No shit, Sherlock." Lenny's brow furrowed in confusion. "He told me before I left this morning."
"Then why were you t the club?"
"Lenny, that has go to be the stupidest question you have ever asked."
"You know Autumn. The world isn't going to end if someone likes you."
"Then why are you acting so fucking stupid. A guy who is probably wonderful for you told you he liked you and you go off and get high."
"It's what I am good at." She said.
"You don't have to be." Lenny said looking at her profile.
"Your denying yourself something you want so bad."
"Lenny. I just can't."
"Why not?" His voice grew louder out of frustration.
"I just can't. I can't put myself in such a vulnerable spot."
"You are willing to let a guy hit you and bring you down but you can't let a guy love you and treat you correctly."
"It's complicated." She played with her hands as her uncomfortably was becoming more evident.
"No its not Autumn." There was a moment of silence. "You know that I would give you the world if I could, and I wish that I was the one who could make you happy."
"You do make me happy." Her voice was soft and her eyes sad.
"Not like that. You kissed him, right?" She nodded her head.
"What was it like?"
"Unbelievable, nothing like I have ever experienced." A smile crept on her face, and Lenny knew that he would make her happy.
"Then why push him away? Not everyone is like your father."
Lenny was the first person to ever to tell her directly why she was feeling the way she was feeling. All these years she was trying to hide it. She hated knowing that her father still had an impact on her. But it was more than just a simple impact, but the reason why she was the way she was. He was the reason Lenny was the only man in her life she has ever trusted completely. The reason she hated having to fell. The reason love made no sense to her.
Michael picked up his phone as it vibrated and flipped it open. The third text message he had gotten sine he stepped out of the shower. He began to reply, since his ignoring method wasn't working. He sat on the porch as he pushed the letters quickly and smoothly. He hesitated as he pushed the send button, wondering if it was a mistake. He sent it nonetheless not caring about it. He needed to move on.
The sun was high and alone in the sky except for a cloud here or there. The birds sang their songs as they flew around and went from branch to branch. The grass was bright and neatly cut. Along with the chirping of the birds, the splash of the fountain filled the air. The buzz of his phone stopped him from admiring the world around him and brought him back to reality. After another sent message he went into the house. On the way of the front door he was stopped by the voice of his best friend.
"Hey were are you going?"
"Just out." He simple said.
"Out? How descriptive." His words were like a shot to the hear. Bryan looked at him knowing something was up.
"I think that me and..." He was cut off with the sound of Melody coming down the stairs.
"Hey honey." She said.
"Hey." As they hugged and kissed, Michael slipped away. "What were you saying?" Bryan turned to find that his best friend was gone.
Hours had gone by and day had changed into night. The air was warm and fresh, with a slight scent of flowers in bloom. Autumn pulled into the garage, parking her car. She walked into the house and quickly the silence hit her. then she heard a slight movement in the kitchen. She stopped not really knowing where she wanted or needed to be. Her feet moved forward in the direction of the kitchen,
The kitchen was full to Autumn's surprise she scanned the room quickly, noticing people she knew and the people didn't. The moment she finished scanning the room she noticed something. No Michael. She walked out of the kitchen and headed toward the guest rooms. As she was walking she saw her sister and Bryan in the living room. She thought about how perfect they looked together. She stopped and looked at them.
"Where's Michael?" She heard herself saying. Both of them looked at her in shock.
"I don't know, he left this afternoon somewhere." Bryan answered. Autumn stood their not sure what she was going to do next.
"Autumn, are you okay?"
"No." She said flatly. Again this surprised them. Melody didn't know how to respond, but she knew that she had to try. If anything she just had to try.
"Do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know." Then a flood of tears started to rush down her cheeks. For both of them they were shocked. Bryan had never seen Autumn cry before and it felt like his heart was on fire. Melody knew her sister had cried before but had never seen it up close and personal. All the emotions seemed to be written on her face. Melody got up and hugged her sister and it was the first true embrace they had had in a long time.
Bryan watched as they went upstairs hand and hand, tears still dripping down. He couldn't take how he was feeling. So many of them. Anger. Pain. Hurt. The woman he loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with was crying and he felt like he could kill someone. Then seeing Autumn cry was like watching a child suffer major pain. Upstairs both Melody and Autumn laid in the bed as they held hands. The sounds of their tears drifted off as they fell off to sleep. The went to sleep in harmony.