Only Mine {Book 2}| Completed

Chapter 69: Heartless

                   Chapter 69: Heartless

I pulled into the long property of the penthouse. I saw Noah's car was here or one of them at least. And I had sighed once I parked. I had turned my car off and then I unbuckled myself. I stared at the house and the door with one memory that struck me like crazy.

The last time that I was here.

I breathed, not allowing the anxiety to take over me. I exhaled it all out of me and then I looked at myself in the mirror to fix myself. I have bags under my eyes and my hair looks terrible. And I fixed my hair and I just told myself to get my ass out of this car and get to the door and get inside and talk to Noah. I don't know if I can actually bare to do so. But I was actually going to go through with it because that is obviously the plan.

    I had looked at the penthouse dreading anything that might come this way. I got out of my car and I had walked up to the front door and I opened the door slowly and I stepped inside, merely panicking. The house was quiet but it sounded emptier than ever. But I could feel a soul in here. I know that Noah is here because I feel that untouched, crazy, terrifying energy through the house still. And it felt like how it did when I was last here being nothing but terrified of my boyfriend.

I find my wag to the staircase and I gently walk up the spiral staircase and I go upstairs to where I think I may be. And I creep up to the top quietly. And I had been thinking of the memories in this house with Noah. All the good and bad things. And there is only so much, I just saw the hallway quieter. And when I got to our bedroom I stopped in front of the door before opening it.

I took in a deep breath and then I turned the doorknob slowly and quietly. And I had opened the door to see Noah when I entered in the room completely he was sitting on the end of the king sized bed.

  "Noah," I walked in slowly, and I saw him looking paler than ever and I wasn't sure if this was a trick yo get me to feel sorry for him.

    I walked right up to him. He was sitting there quietly and he was dazed off to somewhere else. His eyes were sore red. I waved my hand in front of his face. Nothing. Then I snapped my fingers in front of him and he blinked finally and he looked right at me.

   "Noah." I repeated.

    He pulled further away and he pushed past me and I know it's gonna be hard getting through to him. And I just thought I could get to him but it will take so much time on doing so.

   "So, you finally decided to come back. What happened? Did you get bored?" He was over by the dresser looking at his reflection in the mirror.

    I had to lie to him. I had to get him to trust me so that I can actually talk to him like a human being.

   "I missed you. I decided to return to you." I said, lying through my teeth to him.

He stepped over to the glass stand that was full of different glasses and pitchers. He had taken his glass of bourbon and almost instantly, I feared him for being drunk. I can never talk to him when he's drunk. Everything is a one way conversation with him. But right now I want to actually talk to him about everything. But how can I do that when he's drunk? And clearly he is not in his right state of mind at the moment because he's obviously wasted.

   "Ha!" He shouted out, he was mocking me at the second. "The last I remember you ran out of here. And then you blocked me. And now... you come back after a week to say you missed me when I hadn't heard from you."

  I wasn't sure if I was gonna be able to get through to him. I watched him take a drink from his glass. I only wanted him to stop this nonsense so that we can actually talk. But it's just insane where this is all going. I had only stared at Noah in worry, because I am terrified that he might do something he'll regret.