They Saved Me.

It Won't Be Alright

Terrible Terrible me. I'm bad at schedules. I'll set an alarm every Friday to remind me to write a chapter. But in other news, over 200 reads!!!! Mi gosh. Never expected this. Now on to the story.

=^ Jerome's P.O.V.^= 

     I was waiting for Mitch for about five minutes when out of the corner of my eye I see him run around the corner.

"You're late Mitch!" I yell.

"Sorry, lost track of time. Was in a Skype call with Sarah. Took longer than I thought."

"Oh, what did you guys talk about?"

I asked, but I didn't really want to know, but I do at the same time.

'What were they talking about? Maybe they were talking about me? Would that be good or bad?'

"Just about recording and such, Sarah isn't all that good at editing, wanted my opinion on getting someone else to edit for her. J, you OK?" 

Mitch, right, he's here, and I'm at the airport. I forgot. 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired, I hadn't slept since we recorded yesterday."

"Alright, well you can take a nap in the car, or wait til we get home." Mitch said. 

"Great" 

~~~~~~~At Mitch's House~~~~~~~

We arrived at Mitch's house and I could barely keep my eyes open.

"Go to bed Biggums, I got your stuff. I'll bring it in." Mitch said, and I couldn't argue.

I was exhausted. I just got out of the car and walked inside. It smelled just as it always did. It smelled like Mitch. I walked upstairs and went to Mitch's room and laid on the bed. Within minutes I was out cold.

=^ Mitch's P.O.V. ^=

I told Jerome to go to bed and he didn't say a word, just got out of the walked into my house.

Well then, time to grab his stuff. 

I took the keys out of the ignition and got out of the car. I opened the trunk and grabbed his suit cases and laptop case. 

How long does he plan to stay, what with two suitcases?  

I brought his stuff inside and set it by the stairs, I wasn't to inclined to go upstairs quit yet. I was scared that maybe Jerome was still up and wanted to question what happen yesterday

Just at that moment my phone rang.

Unknown Number 

Who's calling?

"Hello?" I answered

"Hey Mitchy, was just wondering if you would be so kind as to show me around town?"

Caren

"First, don't call me 'Mitchy'. Second, how the hell did you get my number!" I was yelling at this point, how did she get my number? I changed it after I moved and broke up with her. She would call me all day everyday otherwise.

"I've always had your number Mitchy."

"Don't call me 'Mitchy'! I changed my number after we broke up. You do remember that right?! WE BROKE  UP! So leave me alone!" I was scared and mad and confused, as to how she found me, how she got my number, and how safe me and Jerome were.

I hung up, and threw my phone on the couch. I broke at that moment, I sat down and cried. I cried so hard I didn't hear or see Jerome come downstairs. I only knew when he sat down next to me and hugged me to his chest and let me cry. And boy did I cry. I cried my heart out. Cried and screamed, til my eyes were red and puffy and I couldn't talk anymore. Even after that I kept crying. And Jerome just sat there with me waiting for me to stop before he asks what's wrong. After about ten minutes I stop crying and I calm down.

"Mitch, what happened? I heard you yelling and then screaming."

"Caren." Is all I have to say before he holds me tighter and pulls me into his lap. Sitting in his lap with his arms around me. I feel safe.

"Jerome, she moved in down the street, I never told her where I live. And she called me, I don't know how she got my number." I started to hyperventilate, and I couldn't breathe.

"Mitch, it'll be alright, you need to calm down."

"It won't be alright!" I yelled.