Another day came as light shone through the window more. Justin was the first
one up and looking out the bedroom window to see the sun shone brightly enough to melt a bit more. The snow was low enough, where
you could open the window if you wanted to. He eased from under Irish to get out of bed and went to the front door. He
opened it to see snow melting ,but standing about waist level. He closed the door and locked it back. He wasn't ready
to try to dig his way out. He wanted to stay here with her and enjoy her while he had time. But time wasn't on his side.
So he let nature melt it away. He saw on TV how worried the people who said they were his friends and family, are. But
he was falling in love with Irish. And she was the one thing that was his right now. He didn't have to share her or be bothered.
He sighed and went into the bathroom and changed the dressings on his wounds. He remembered how she took care of him, these
few weeks. He had been making mental notes on what she did. Incase he was in need and she was too tired.
He
finished ,then cleaned up the bathroom before taking some of the baby aspirin. He sighed as he took a look in the mirror.
His curly hair was getting long and his face grew a beard. He looked like how he felt. A different person. He would
have to ask Irish about a razor and some shears to trim him up. He took a shower and had a quick flash. There was a
girl. She was blonde and nice looking. But she had a mean look on her face. They were arguing. Before he knew it, he
got fed up and walked out the door on her. Justin gasped and shook his head. It must have been a girlfriend, or former
by the looks of that memory. He decided to ask Irish about that too.
Irish, finally opened her eyes to see the
bright sun shine through the window and Justin nowhere in sight. She did smell something wonderful coming from the kitchen.
She got up and put on a shirt and a pair of jogging pants and her slippers. She waked into the kitchen but it was clean
and no one there. So, she walked into the den and saw Justin on a warm blanket on the floor watching TV with enough food
for two people. He looked up at her and smiled. "Hey,sleepyhead. You finally got up. I was thinking I had to come in
there and find a way to wake you up." She sat down and grabbed her plate before giving him a kiss. "Ooh. Sounds interesting.
Maybe I can go back to sleep later and you can try." She laughed and looked at the food on the plate. "You, cooked breakfast?"
"Sure, I just watched you a couple of times. It was actually easier than I thought." He said as the snuggled and ate
,while watching TV. "Wait. Don't I know how to cook?" Irish bit into a piece of pancake and shrugged. "I don't know." Justin
nodded and sighed softly. "Irish, I had another flash." She perked up and looked at him. "About what?" "About this pretty
blonde girl. We were arguing and I walked out on her." "Britney." She whispered.
"Britney? Is that the pretty blonde
in the teen magazine with me?" He asked in mid chew. "Yes. She's your girlfriend. But by the flash you described and
the rumors I heard, she might be your ex- girlfriend." Justin finished his food and took a drink of orange juice before
asking the question Irish knew was next. "What rumor?" Irish sighed heavy and pushed her plate away and cleared her throat before
speaking. "That she was unfaithful. And the trust between you was broken. That is all I heard. Only you and she know all
the details." Irish watched Justin's face fall as he leaned his head back, when he had another flash of Britney and
him arguing and they both were walking away in different directions. Justin sat his head back up and groaned. But he
couldn't figure if it was from the flash of memory or the headache it brought.
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