Early Morning Cleaning
lexie’s pov
I slowly opened my eyes, the sun was shining through my window slightly blinding me. I cuddled into my pillow as I stretched. This morning I was home alone, Tara was at her moms and Rory had an early shift. I eventually gathered the energy to get up. My feet swung over the edge and to the floor they touched the clothes that lay beside my bed, I groaned cleaning my room was not my favorite thing. Clothes scattered around my floor, dirty and clean, my comforter hanging off my bed, and water bottles sat on every surface possible. I sighed while connecting my speaker to my phone and hit shuffle on my playlist. I began to sing quietly to the music making sure I didn’t wear out my voice. Slowly I began to clean and get more into the music. It was around two when my room actually started to appeal clean. Since my room was clean I might as well make it smell nice. I grabbed the box of matches out of my bedside tables drawer and walked to my now organized desk and lit the rosemary candle Miles had gotten me a few weeks ago. I sighed contently and began to sing to my music, as I got more into I began to head bang and jump around my room. Finally, I stopped dancing because I began to sweat. I gathered my pile of laundry while singing “squeeze” by ghostemane. I put my clothes into the hamper and set it aside and began hanging the clean clothes.
“I fucked around and got a brand new bitch. Fucked her till her legs both twitch. I still want to die, but I got someone to do it with.” I sang gradually getting more into the song, “She put her hand up on my throat and told me squeeze that shit-“ I sang loudly until I was cut off by someone clearing their throat. I looked at my door and all of the boys (except Asher of course) stood at my door. I looked at Miles and his ears were pink matching Isaac’s cheeks, Zeke and Ethan just smirked looking amuses. I smiled sweetly and paused the song.
“...good morning?” I chuckled nervously. I silently cursed myself, of course that was the song playing.
“Great song there, Beautiful.” Ethan said with a smirk, my face turned pink and I distracted myself by continuing cleaning my closet. The boys sat on my bed and around my room.
“So, beautiful how’s your day been.” Ethan asked. I sighed and began chatting with them. I’m sure they will use this moment against me in the future.
All rights go to the author of The Veil Diaries, B.L Brunnemer. Sorry if my grammar is awful I’m working on it.
