8.Jane

 Jane...…

I must have fallen asleep in the car, I partially remember being carried from the car, a few voices here and there before everything went quiet and I drifted back to sleep. Now am awake in the dark room I cant make out the details of it yet, I feel something shift on the bed and a shallow breathing continues. Oh my god am with Ethan on the bed what have I done? Molly is going to kill me. I gently feel for my clothes, my shirt is still on but my jeans are missing. Shit. Well at least I still have my pants on that's good enough right? I haven't had sex for so long I cant even remember how it feels apart from the pain, yes!, the pain. I squeezed my legs tight together and felt no pain finally relaxing, I must have thrown my jeans away when I felt uncomfortable.

I managed to get out of bed as quietly as possible, in as much as I loved that the love of my life was sleeping next to me, I needed to eat and he looked tired so I let him sleep some more. It's a penthouse and its big! I internally screamed, the interior design had a vintage blue and brown with the walls covered in different types of priceless art. At the far end of the wall had a collection of art works I was familiar with a series of art telling a story of how it began.

Do you also love art? Dante asked and I was slightly startled from the sudden voice.

Yes, everyone loves art, I replied after calming my nerves.

Yes you are right everyone loves art, depending on their taste. What do you think of these paintings?

They are a series of art all connected drawn by a famous artist.

How do you know they are a series. Its hard to tell at first glance.

Yes its hard to tell especially if they not arranged in the right order, but when you look at the top drawing of a tree being cut to the fourth painting on the last roll where it dries because of the unfinished cut left by he axe, you can tell where its going, also if they are put the paintings in a correct order they make a who new painting but sadly he cant since his missing six more pieces in the collection.

How do you know that?

Because the artist is my uhhh…my, i hesitated. I almost gave out to much information  

Your?

My name sake, we share the same name. my mother is a huge fan and she used to tell me she named me after her favorite artist so I did some research and found out about it.  I cant let a complete stranger know that the famous Mary Jane is my mother who I happen to share my name with. 

Even so that information is classified only few people know that. Dante asked persistently

I am a journalist I dig information for a living. Am hungry where is the kitchen? I said changing the topic.

Sure, just go straight ahead you should be able to see it. you can have whatever you want in the kitchen that's what he said.

You wont be joining me?

 No I need to go home.

Don't you stay together.

I only stay here if work is busy but I don't want to be the third will. See you tomorrow

Bye, goodnight.

** ** ** **

 I have moved to every inch of the house and my favorite place apart from kitchen because man has every food I can think of. Is the library why does he have a library with fictional books with a few non-fiction and motivational books here and there but that's besides the point. It was the only room painted differently to the rest of the house it had more of modern interior with white walls and a cloud like carpet on the entire floor and it seems its the least used room, he has books from top to down filled up on all the shelves, I could live here all my life. 

 I was so absorbed in the books reading title by title to notice the figure by the door until he cleared his throat.

Oh my god! you scared me, how long have been standing there?

long enough to witness your almost epic fall from the ladder, he chuckled and he nonchalantly leaned against the door with his hands in his sweat pants. the famous fictional door lean and i am smiling now.

what? 

oh nothing you don't read match do you?

I do but not as often, why do you ask?

the books all seem new, apart from those business books on the far end and the library feels freshly renovated.

I had it made recently, the girl I currently like loves reading am trying to impress her.

you really just walked out a book, doing all these cute stuff, she's a lucky girl. he likes a girl, why am i here if he like an other girl, you don't bring another girl to your house if you like someone else. I don't even know why this makes me angry.

she is indeed. 

 she is indeed, it doesn't matter to me anyway. its not like he openly said he liked me when its been me who has been obsessing over him. who is she? does she know you are doing all this for her? I am a curious person sorry if am asking to many questions, Also am I allowed to be in here. I wouldn't be happy if someone made a library for me and not be the first one in it.

You think so ? he asked ignoring my who is she question.

yeah, girls are petty and very territorial.

Then will it be rude to ask you to leave? I know its the middle of the night and

and? why did you even bring me here in the first place, scratch that. its my fault for being clingy because my delusional ass assumed you liked me. I don't care how petty I sound right now and I don't want for him to reply.

 Wait..! I hear him on me but am too angry to stop

Mary jane! he called again and I stop but I don't turn to look at him because my eyes are leaking. am not crying

it was a joke, I don't want you to leave, I wouldn't have brought you here if I wanted but I still did so stay please.

and the library? i say making sure my voice doesn't betray me

its newly renovated for a girl, that part was true. 

alright, my voice cracks and am crying again. am really destined to be alone.

 are you crying?

no.. but am caught immediately pulling me in his now familiar embrace.

don't cry, I swear I didn't mean to make you cry, I made the library specifically for you, but I wanted to ask you out first properly before presenting it to you.

really?

yes, really I swear.

and the girl you like?

its you, I like you enough to turn my study into your personal library.

I accept, the library and your proposal, we are officially dating and there is no turning back. I shamelessly said still in his embrace

I don't think that's how it works.

shhh don't ruin the moment.

ok.