Story of Us

Chapter 10 Part 1- Sawyer

I wake up feeling weighed down in my bed. Before I open my eyes, I recognize his scent. The Irish Spring soap and woodsy black moss and spices scent of Trevor. I inhale him in deeply before opening my eyes. The sun has gone down, and it is dark in my room. Trevor is tangled up in my bed with me, his head resting on my stomach, his arms wrapped around me, on leg hooked up over mine, the other dangling off the end of the bed. I yawn and stretch my arms, and he stirs with the movement. I have to stop and think for a minute. I took a nap Sunday after lunch, did I sleep through Monday? I really need to get off these pain killers they are messing with my sence of time.

"Hey" Trevor says looking up at me. I just scowl back at him. He tightens his grip around my middle and hugs his head back into me. I use my hands to push him away.

He looks at the clock. "I didn't mean to sleep that long." He says and sits up. " When I came in here you looked so peaceful, and I was exhausted so I laid down for just a second. But that was almost 4 hours ago."

"What are you doing here?" I ask him.

"I missed you" he answers.

"Where is Charlize?" I ask him coldly.

"So, that is a huge, funny, fucked up story, that I will tell you all about. I promise. But right now we need to go." Trevors says standing up and putting his shoes on.

"Go where?" I ask him.

"It's a surprise." he says.

"No, I'm good. I'd rather hear your funny fucked up Charlize story." I say.

Trevor leans down over me and kisses me, I don't open my mouth to him.

"Baby, I know you are mad, and you want to casterate me, and I get it. But I didn't mess around with Charlize, or any woman. I haven't been with anyone for about 3 months now, not counting what we did last weekend. You can be pissed at me, but you know I wouldn't lie to you. Do you trust me?" He says

"I trust you." I answer him without hesitation. I do trust him. He has never lied to me and has no reason to start now. He leans down to kiss me again but I still refuse to kiss him back.

"God I don't know why, but I needed to hear you say that you trust me."

"What is going on?" I ask him.

"I plan to tell you everything, as soon as we get on the road." He says.

"On the road to where?" I ask him.

"It's a surprise." He says.

"I don't want to get on the road to a surprise with you," I say grumpily,

"You do, baby, I promise." He coos

"Where is everyone?" I ask him.

"Downstairs, I think, honestly I have no idea, I've been sleeping up here with you for the last 4 hours." He says.

I look and see that the bedroom door is wide open. Interesting....Brady could have walked up here and caught Trevor in my bed.

"Are they going too?" I ask him.

"No, you aren't going to want an audience for what I have planned," Trevor teases.

"'You never texted me back" I accuse.

"Baby let's get in the car, and I will give you all the answers to all your questions I promise." Trevor says and I huff in annoyance.

"I can't get in the fucking car Trevor, I can't walk down the God damn stairs on my crutches." I shout. I pivot in bed and work my way over to stand up. Trevor bends down in front of me and helps me put my flip flops on.

"I'm sorry. You're right. What I mean is please agree to go with me." He says sweetly.

"Well of course I'm going to go with you. You apparently won't answer my questions unless I do, and I have a lot of questions, like: Why are you such a fucking asshole," I spit out.

"I am an asshole. I'm sorry. Will you kiss me now?" He asks.

"No! What the fuck has gotten into you? I think Jonesy really fucked up your head in that fight." I grumble as Trevor picks me up and hauls me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"What is wrong with you, seriously! Don't caveman carry me down these stairs you Neanderthal." I fuss as he carries me down the stairs. "You are hurting me." I lie and Trevor immediately puts me down.

"Where. I'm sorry, are you ok?" He asks me, checking me over..

"I'm fine, go get my crutches, I'll walk myself from here." I say with a foul attitude. Jess and Brady come out of the living to watch the show.

"Do you know what's going on?" I ask them accusingly, they both start busting out laughing.

"Good luck man, you are going to need it, she is in a bear of a mood." Brady says putting his arm around Jess. Jess blushes, then giggles.

"Traitors" I say accusingly narrowing my eyes into menacing slits at them. I am assuming Trevor talked to Brady about whatever he thinks is going on between us. Trevor picks me up in a cradle hold.

"I need my crutches" I sigh in defeat while wrapping my arm around his shoulders.

"They are already in the Jeep." He says.

Trevor loads me in and starts driving. After he puts a address into the GPS, he starts telling me about the fight, the promo party, Charlize, losing his phone, the nudes, tracking down his phone, his fight to get ahold of someone, the flight, his and Jess' plan to kidnap me for a week, meeting up with Brady and passing out in my bed with me. By the time he has finished the story, I am laughing so hard my side hurts.

"That needs to be a sitcom episode." I say as we pull up to the Air Bnb. It is a cute rustic cabin up in the woods in the middle of now where.

"I do have a question though? What is the Opium Den?" I ask him.

"That is a story for another time" he answers me with a laugh.

Once we get inside I am blown away. This is an open floor plan studio style A Frame Cabin. A huge four poster Cal King Bed is centered in the back of the loft, under a skylight. To the left is a full kitchen, with an Island separating it from the the house. To the right is a cozy living room area, with a gorgeous brick in laid gas fireplace, and a huge flat screen TV above it. And in the back left corner there is what looks like a decent size bathroom. I walk into it and it has a huge stone shower, with a rainfall style shower head and 4 side shower heads, that are removable. There is a huge clawfoot bathtub on the opposite end of the bathroom and a large two person vanity with his and hers sinks. A small water closet with a door hides the toilet from the rest of the bathroom.