Chapter Twelve - Rainy Days

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KAT'S POV
I woke up to the rain hitting my window outside, and rolled to look at the time. It was 7:00 A.M., and Noah was still snoozing away on the other side of the bed. I didn't get much sleep last night due to the fact that I had to sleep sitting up, it was miserable. I wanted nothing more than to return to my regular tossing and turning.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and eased out of bed. On the large marble countertop in the kitchen there sat a bouquet of roses and a card propped up with the words "Kit Kat" neatly written on it. I smiled and grabbed the card in my hands.

Kit Kat,
Though I'm slightly jealous Chris got to see you with nothing on for a third time, I do get to have the pleasure of knowing I will be the one making sure you're never unsatisfied. At least I hope you will allow me the pleasure. It's currently 3:00 A.M., and I can't sleep. The heart attack you gave me today from your fall still has me awake. You're right, I could have lost you, and it was terrible for Chris and I to argue over you. We both realize that now. You mean the world to both of us, and I have to accept that Chris was not just a moon phase, he's in your life. He was a crucial part of your life, and I accept that.
I love you, Kat. And I hope you feel the same.
Yours,
    Noah.

His note sent a blush to my pale cheeks. I held it to my chest for just a second, hugging it, before I sat it back down. I needed to pull a vase to put the flowers in from under the sink, but that proved to be my greatest challenge yet. If I bent my back, it hurt. I felt like an old maid as I carefully squat down, reached for the nearest vase, and then rose back up. I brought the vase to the sink and filled it with water, then mixed the flower food packet in. The stems were also too long, so I grabbed my flower shears and started cutting then at an angle. I told my Google Home to shuffle my playlist to fill the silence. Oh, good ol' Hozier. Music from a simpler time in life. If I was incapacitated by a wretched neck brace I'd probably dance to the beat of Someone New, but alas, here I am. Trapped in this gray catastrophe around my neck.
After getting the roses placed in the vase I started some coffee in my Keurig. The rain picked up, pounding on the roof and windows now. I smirked as a thought crossed my mind.
That's almost has hard as Noah pounded me on the kitchen counter.
If I could I'd shake my head in disapproval of that obscene thought so early in the morning, but after constantly being railed and then going to nothing for three weeks, a girls mind wanders. I pulled my black mug from the Keurig and loaded it with more creamer than coffee, then made my way to the couch. I sat down carefully and shut my eyes, listening to the rain that was drowning out my music. For the first time I felt at peace. There was no secret to hide, no skeletons in the closet. It felt blissful. Aside from the fact that I was in the cursed neck brace.

"Good morning, beautiful," Noah said as he yawned behind me. I smiled when I felt him deliver a soft kiss onto the top of my head, and he made his way around and sat next to me. He handed me my Kindle, knowing I'd probably eventually want to read it, and he was right. I opened it up and started reading the book I was currently hooked on while Noah took care of a few business matters on his phone. "What are you reading, Kit Kat?" I blushed and shut off my Kindle.

"It's just a book called Haunting Adeline," I figured it was easier to leave it at that, but he looked at me as if he were expecting a plot description. I bit my lip, debating on what to disclose to him about said book. "She falls in love with her stalker." Noah raised an eyebrow.

"That sounds rather dark, is that just what it's about? Her falling in love with her stalker?" My cheeks turned red, and he caught on quickly and dropped all other questions. Then he grabbed the Kindle, clicking it back on. His eyes went wide as he read the page. "I must say, that car thing is creative. We may have to try that when you're better." He handed it back to me, a grin across his face, and his cheeks also slightly pink from what he had just read. I let out a small giggle and placed it on the coffee table. "Okay, what do you wanna do today besides read porn?"

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