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     I stood there watching the love of my life walk away from me. A part of me dragged away with her. Why did she go? I didn't do anything

     An hour before the break up:

  "You should mingle around while I go to the bathroom. I'll find you after" I kissed her softly on the lips, I never wanted to stop kissing her. I looked at Jessica who kept batting her eye and grinning at me. She was wearing a black dress but it was more formal and covered most parts of her body. I looked over at Kendall, nothing can compare.

       I walked into the hallway towards the men's room. The whole place was very elegant. When I pushed open the door into the mens room, I walked towards the urinal that had two dividers, separating the other urinals.

        I kept thinking that everything wasn't going as perfect as I wanted it to be. Nate being the problem of that. I understood his concern but Kendall was different. She understands me, she really knows me. She knew me before I got into the job, when I was pretty much the grumpiest guy alive.

I also know Kendall is 25. I know she's young but god every time I see her I just want to grab her and kiss her until my lips are bruised and hurt. I love her so much, I get that it at first glance it looks kinda strange but it's not my fault she's gorgeous and has actual personality. I know she's too good for me, the way she just is, it's all too perfect to be with me but thank God I have her and she's mine.

I zipped up my pants, walking towards the sinks that were made out of pure marble. I washed my hands then quickly dried them with a paper towel.  As I tucked my shirt into the pants heard the door open but I didn't care, i was too focused on fixing my shirt.

I felt two hands on my blazer, I stared at the red painted finger nails with the pale skin, definitely not Kendall. I looked up staring straight at Jessica who's hands ran up my chest. This was the most uncomfortable moment I've had with a women.

"Jessica, what the fuck are you doing?" I grabbed her hands taking them off my blazer. I stepped back from her, needing my personal space.

"Nicolas, let's not be fools. You and I both know how much we both want to be together. I can see it in your eyes" she stepped closer placing her hands on my chest,  her lips close to mine. I turned my head away, really not wanting to kiss her. 

        "Come on Nicolas, I know you want to be with someone who is much more responsible and mature," her hands ran down to the zipper of my pants. "And experienced" out of reflex I grabbed her by the neck pinning her to the wall. Her eyes widened, I could tell she felt scared and nervous.

       "Don't ever fucking touch me, I get you want to fuck me but I have a girlfriend, that I would take bullets for and you aren't ruining my relationship. I see the way everyone looks at her and I hate it. Did you get the message or do I have to be more clear?" I felt her gulp, she shook her head quickly really not wanting anything to go wrong. "Good." I let go of her, then quickly walked out of the bathroom.

        I needed to get out, I couldn't stand being in there one more second. I need to find Kendall. I walked out quickly stuffing my shirt into my pants and zipping up the zipper. Come on Kendall, where are you. I looked to my left and right then left again. I ran my hand through my hair trying to make sure it looked like it wasn't messy. I walked over to my table checking to see if anyone has seen Kendall.

        I probably asked around a few times if anyone has seen Kendall around. They all just said no or just shrugged. Kendall where did you go? I looked around the large room. There were just middle aged people everywhere, that was when I saw a small glimpse of a black dress on a petite body running down the small dark hall.

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