Wife of fortune

Chapter 27

We've all seated on the plane to Puerto Rico. Kate is sitting with her back towards me talking with Bella and Malika.

I still haven't talked to her, I know I have to but I'm honestly mad. Mad for her putting her life in danger, for scaring me so much. And Bella, she's just Bella and I know she's not gonna go easy on me. And so isn't Kate, I'll have to beg for her to forgive me. Basically I've have dug myself a grave.

"What did you do?" Cole asks quietly as they're are chatting up the whole plane.

"It's not my fault someone is incapable to understanding the dangers of life" I say and break my eyes away from them and look at the laptop.

"I don't pity you, now you've got not only Kate to deal with but Bella too, so have fun" he says and laughs.

I try to work but I can't. My mind is full with her, she's right here but yet she feels so far away. And I know that I've pushed her away. But maybe I let her got too comfortable and that why she thinks she can go and do stupid things like this. I can't stop thinking what would've happened if she was in Italy, so far away where I couldn't protect her. And as much as I'm mad at her a part of me is proud of her for being able to walk around my tactics without me having a clue.

KATE

I'm looking out the window over the small houses we're flying over. Malika and Bella are chatting up, they're getting along so good. But my heart aches. I don't understand this feeling I'm having.

When I was in New York I felt it and I thought I needed to go to Italy to get rid of it so I went and the feeling got worse and now I'm back and it isn't better. I feel so emotionally drained, I feel something that I can't even explain. And with the hormones from the pregnancy I want to cry because of it all the time.

And not to mention that I though Grayson would've gotten over our fight but he still hasn't said a word to me. And my heart breaks. As much as I want to be strong and I'm telling myself that I don't need him and that I'm fine, my heart craves his touch, his comforting arms around me, where I feel safe and all the problems disappear.

I get up from the chair and go into the back room of the plane where the bed is. I close the doors and lay on the bed pulling a pillow close to me. My hand subconsciously going to my stomach.

How I want to feel good. I want to feel like a human, I want to get rid of this nauseating empty feeling inside of me. I want to be okay. I want to happy. I want to enjoy these trips and laugh with my friends and be with Grayson. And I want to know what to do. I want to know which is the right choice. I don't want to think anymore.

I feel a hot tear slide down my cheek and I wipe it in the pillow I'm hugging and the doors slowly slide open and then close. I don't look up, I don't need to.

I feel the bed besides me sink and an heavy arm is wrapped around me. And I'm being pulled closer to a strong, warm chest. And I'm held, tight, and I close my eyes and hope it doesn't end.

"I'm sorry" he whispers "for screaming at you, for accusing you, for not greeting you properly" he says and that makes me smile. He remembered how I made him apologise last time.

"I'm sorry too" I say "for scaring you" I turn around so now I'm facing him and he looks at me with those brown eyes I've missed more than I'd like to admit.

I tuck my head against his body and he pulls me closer planting a kiss on the top of my head. And I'm that moment right her, where I'm in his arms, in his warmth, I realise that you can be homesick for people too.

Because all the worries and all the empty feeling we're gone. And yes it still hurt me to know about the bean in my belly and not being sure what to do but right now it didn't matter.