Then Came You by Cherelle Louise

voice still deliciously husky from the kiss. “What’s your favourite part?”

 

     
     
    Fourteen

     

     

     
    For one of the first mornings since mum died, I woke up with a smile on my face. The first date with Tyler was one of the best moments of my life – come to think of it, so are most of the times that I spend with him. I feel like he’s slowly becoming my drug and I have no way of stopping myself from being addicted. Not like I want to
    Downstairs was silent this time, except for the dull ringing of the phone. I wanted to throw my pillow over my face and disappear in my dreams of me and Tyler once again, but it was impossible to do with the ringing playing again and again.
    I rolled out of bed with a groan, cursing modern technology as I padded down the stairs and towards the dreaded machine. I pick it up with a scowl and a gruff “what?”
    “Darcy? As happy as ever, I hear!” Remy   giggles on the other line, annoyingly chirpy for an early morning Saturday. Yes, that’s right, it’s the weekend. The whole week had gone by in a blur; not much happening unless you count hanging out with Tyler and the guys. They were all still as crazy as ever and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t give me a headache sometimes.
    “Yeah, you too,” I grumble. “I’m sure it’s illegal to be up this early and be so happy. ”
    She laughs again, “whatever. I was calling to say that you’re coming to my house today to hang out – Dana is picking you up at nine o’clock so be ready. Ta ta !” She hangs up and I’m left to gape at the phone lying in my hands, wondering what the hell just happened.
    “Jesus, Remy…” I mutter, putting it back and shuffling to the kitchen for food. The kitchen has gradually gotten emptier since my last shop, so I make a mental note to go shopping tomorrow before grabbing the last packet of biscuits and a glass of orange juice, frowning when I’ve emptied the carton.
    Dad is out again – I don’t have a clue where since he doesn’t work on weekends anymore. I’ve started to worry lately; he’s been working less and less and the money has started to go down. I throw the carton away with a thud before downing the glass in one, wiping my mouth angrily with the back of my wrist.
    Upstairs I threw on jeans and a navy hoodie, running a brush through my thick hair before shoving it up in a scruffy bun. I looked a mess today, which was exactly how I felt. Hopefully, the guys would somehow get me out of my mood when I got there.
    There was a honk outside and I walked over to the window to see Dana’s truck waiting for me outside our house. I grin slightly, running out the house and locking the door behind me before heading to the car and sliding in the passenger seat.
    Dana was looking at me with a smile, black glasses covering her eyes and her white hair curly and wild. “Hey babe,” she said in her throaty voice, pecking my cheek. “Ready for our date?”
    I groan, rolling my eyes at her. “Just shut up and drive.”
    “Well…” she sighs, raising her eyebrows at me with a hint of concern in her voice. “Are you okay?”
    “Yeah, sure,” I shake her comment away and buckle myself in. “Let’s just go before Remy calls out a search party for us.”
    “She wouldn’t do that,” Dana lies, chuckling as she drives quickly down the street. “I’m pretty sure she’s got a tracking device on us all somewhere…”
    The car drive was casual, with me and Dana making light chit chat as she steered us up Remy’s street. The door of Remy’s house bursts out and our pink haired friends’ runs out of the building like a mad woman, a shit-eating grin one her face.
    “Eeeep!” She shrieks, throwing her arms around us both the moment we step out of the truck, almost suffocating us both. “Hi guys!”
    “Ah, huh,” Dana raises an eyebrow at her when she finally breaks away, taking of her shades and hooking them on the top. “So why did you invite us here so early,