#3 Lost in You (fan fic - in progress)

Chapter Twenty

Come home. I need you.

I rolled my eyes at the text message that just popped up on my phone screen. I was avoiding home. Or my new home. I had completely moved out of my dorm room and I now essentially lived with Lo.   It was the most lavish place I had ever lived and Lo all but let me have everything that was his. But things had not gotten much better between us. 

He had been so hot and cold for weeks now without any rhyme or reason, and I was sick and tired of it. Whatever was going on with him, he didn't want to talk to me about it. Recently he didn't seem to want to talk at all. The only time we seemed to connect was when we had sex. There had been no lack of that.

Im busy. I wrote back hitting send before tossing my phone back on the table. I was still sore from this morning and I wasn't in the mood. I wanted to go out.  Talk to people. Lo refused to take me anywhere because then we might have to do something other than fuck each others brains out.  We might have to actual talk. I screwed up my lips as the phone buzzed back almost immediately.

I ain't asking

No

Buzz buzz

Jay. I got practice tonight

So

Buzz buzz

I want you

I said I'm busy

Buzz buzz

Shit. Don't make me come find you

You're an addict

I silenced the phone and slipped it in my backpack this time.

"Everything ok?" Kayla asked looking at me, puzzled.

"It's fine. I just want to finish this so we can get something to eat. I'm starving." My stomach growled right on cue. I tried to smile though it may have looked like a grimace.

"I'm surprised you're even here." Tika looked up from her book and giggled. "I figured you'd be up under your boo, how'd you get away?"

"I have my own life outside of Lo you know!" I snapped at her, irritated.  "Damn! Can we just finish studying?"

"Fine. Geesh." Tika shrugged looking back down at her book.

We sat quietly through strained silence for awhile before Kayla finally shut her notebook and said, "ok Jay. What's going on? You've been acting funny for weeks.  You and Lo... somethings off.  Is everything ok between you two?  I know he's all stressed out about the nfl draft.  Is that it?  You always seem so on edge lately. I can't even tell if you're happy anymore..."

I sighed.  Feeling on edge was an understatement.  How do you stand by and watch as someone who you love drowns, knowing you can't help them?  It was painful.  And I was becoming consumed by it.  

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell someone.  "You can't tell anyone this.."

"Ok..." Both Tika and Kayla leaned forward putting down their work.

"It's Lo..." I took a deep breath. "I'm worried about him. He has.."

"Jay." 

I nearly jumped out of my seat, hearing Lo's deep voice drift from behind me.  Did I feel so guilty about outing his secret that I was now hallucinating his voice?

No.  Lo was actually standing behind me.  He had thrown on a hoodie and some joggers and driven all the way to campus.  He actually did what he promised and came to find me?? Not that it was that hard. He probably just asked Kevin where Tika went. I turned around incredulously and demanded, "What are you doing here?!?"