Bit Into Your Love {SAPPHIC}

🩸Lost Time (pt.69🩸)

‼️TRIGGER WARNING: Chapter 63-74 (the end) of this book will include highly sensitive and emotional topics. Viewer discretion is advised.‼️

Cleodare's POV:

When Friday rolled around the next week, I was having another one of those days. Those days when I couldn't get out of bed, too haunted by misfortunate memories.

There was something in me, something that said I needed to do something. I couldn't quite figure out, or remember what.

So I passed it off.

Maybe I needed a snake or something, something to fill the void eating me up. But I knew that was nothing more than a bad idea, to get a pet out of impulsiveness.

Grief came in waves of darkness. Darkness I would not be chasing, I'd decided. As long as it didn't haunt me, the tide stayed out far enough, I couldn't see its illuminating edges for extensive periods, I could keep myself sane.

I slept, trying to get through the pulsing dread washing over me each time I was awake. I wished I could stay asleep until the end of time.

But soon I was jolting awake, my clothes drenched in sweat, my face clammy.
I'd been more jittery lately, but this wasn't that. It was my phone, a text, to be more specific.

With a sigh, I shuffled through my covers, trying to find where the vibration had come from. It had hit my leg.

Finally, I found it and saw the notification from Theo.

I'd forgotten about her science presentation.

"Fuck," I grumbled, scampering out of bed as quickly as possible.

I threw on a different sweater, trying to make myself as presentable as possible in my mental state. I freshened up a bit in the bathroom and raced downstairs, yanking the car keys from off the counter next to the front door, and I was out of it.

There was shitty pop on the radio, and I kept it on.

I was speeding down the road without a care in the world, and I practically ran into the school.

My footsteps slowed once I was inside. It had felt like forever since I'd been inside a school, especially a high school, with rows of lockers and high ceilings, bits of garbage littered the ground in places. My boots made quiet taps on the floor. There weren't many people in the building. I better not have been too late. But I felt lost.

"Mama!"

I recognized the voice from behind me and turned around to see Melanie.

"Ugh, you're seriously late."
"I-I know," I sighed.
"I'll come with you."

She grabbed my hand and sped us down the hallway.

"They're going to be upset, you know."
"Yes, I know. I'll have to make it up somehow," I answered.

"You can't really make up missed time, do you know that?"

I didn't say anything. Her words began to circulate in my head with the rest of my imploding thoughts.

But I didn't get to think about it for very long, because soon we were at the craned-open doors of the gymnasium, and I was dreading going inside.

Theo's stand was right in the entrance, and as soon as our feet hit the floor, they looked up. Suddenly, I saw some light hit their eyes, but it dimmed quickly.

"Mama."
There was no indication of mood in their voice. Which almost felt worse than if there had been.

"You're late."