127 Selfish desires

Lance. 

Do you know that moment where you feel like someone is watching you while you're sleeping? 

I feel that way right now. 

I pull Ford closer as he wraps his arms around me but something doesn't feel right. Something is wrong and I can't place it. 

Slowly, I part my eyes open and my mother's figure is peering up at me. There are tears in her eyes. At first, this feels like a dream. There is no way she is here right now. That will mean, our secret is not a secret anymore. I jump off from the bed and this gets Ford out of his trance. He opens his eyes and upon realization, he covers himself properly with the sheets. We are both on the floor, our only source of comfort are our pillows and body. Since my bed is too small, we have gotten so used to sleeping on the floor. Somehow with him in my arms, it is not so uncomfortable. 

''What the fuck is going on here Lance,'' she shouts so loud, I can already tell she is angry.