I think my feet were in his lap. Yes, in his lap. But I was busy making a new school list of things I needed, lounging at Ren's. Then it donned on me. No cats.
"What happened?" I looked up from my notebook.
"What?" He was watching the 6 o'clock news, but he looked over at me.
"The cats?" There were no cats laying about, as usual.
"They had fleas." He informed me.
"Really?" I felt itchy, suddenly. I couldn't help but scowl, a little.
"I don't have them." He shrugged as he turned down the sound with the remote.
"The fleas or the cats?" I shivered slightly hoping I wasn't catching the plague.
"Neither. I shut the window." Easy as that, I supposed.
"Oh." I chewed the inside of my cheek thinking I had to tell someone about Sasha and the birth control pills. But I wasn't sure how to talk about it. "I'm thinking about getting birth control pills."
I kind of got an "not bad idea" shrug out of Ren, but he turned off the TV then. "Have you said anything to your Mom?"
"Us. No." I looked at him dead serious.
"No. About the pills, or whatever. You can get shots or the patch." He told me.
"Oh." I had not thought of all the other possibilities of birth control. "Which one do you think is best?"
"Ask your mother." He looked at me blankly as if I was suppose to leave him out of the matter, entirely.
"I dunno. Just thinking about it. My friend says I should be on them for a long time, before, you know-" I shrugged.
"She an expert or something?" He crossed his arms.
"I guess in case-" I didn't want to mention the word rape. Sounded so awful to even think of it. But Sasha sounded like she was prepared for anything. "I wonder if she's done any Kung Fu stuff."
"What does that have to do with birth control?" He winced.
I smirked a shrug. We goofed around on the couch for a bit which turned into kissing. I guess it was about time I left.