Divided by Magic by Rebecca Danese

Author:Rebecca Danese [Danese, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-21T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

I wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window and an unfamiliar weight on my leg. As I open my eyes I see Ella’s blonde hair across my pillow, her head turned away from me. I almost want to pinch myself at the sight of her next to me. I can just make out the sound of her gentle breathing, still fast asleep, as the sun leaks through a gap in the curtains and falls across her bare shoulder. It’s freezing in the house, and I can make out little goosebumps across the surface of her skin.

My eyes travel down the bed to find the cat purring softly at the foot of it, which would explain why my leg has gone to sleep. If it’s light outside it must be some time after eight, I calculate, what with it being December. And although that’s normally early for me to get up on a weekday, it seems I’m not getting back to sleep now. My bed is small and cramped for two, and I resolve to invest in a double when I next get paid. Hell, I might even ask Ella if she wants to move in with me somewhere away from the threat of my parents where it’s just her and me. Too soon?

But then I realise that with the restaurant shut down for the time being I have no idea where the pay is going to come from, so I’ll probably have to endure the watchful eye of my Mum and Dad for a while longer. Or I could move in with her? But the thought of living under the same roof as Agnes gives me a little bit of the creeps.

So, I have to add finding a new job as well as a new place to live to my worries. I don’t want to be away from Ella for any minute of any hour of any day if I can help it. Last night was amazing and I could relive it every night for the rest of my life quite happily.

Cramped up against the wall, I have the sudden desperate need to move, but it doesn’t look like I’ll be able to do that without waking her. I attempt to pull my arms and legs out of the duvet and slide to the end of the bed, but as the cat doesn’t seem to want to move either, and I end up falling off all together with an audible, "Oof," sound.

She stirs and her eyes open. "Morning," she says, stretching.

"Sorry, I was trying not to wake you up," I say, clumsily pulling on a jumper and trousers. "Coffee?"

"That would be amazing," she yawns and the cat, giving up its spot at the end of the bed, decides to follow me.

"Oh, now you want to move," I tell him. He gives me his usual differential look and a swish of his tail before pushing past me down the stairs. The kitchen is as we left it last night, empty pizza boxes on the counter top and mugs on the draining board.

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