Lisa has been off all week, after our encounter on Monday she hasn't replied to one message from me.
We are now ending Friday, ready to kick off the treatment plan for Leo.
Thanks to her disappearing act, I've had twice the amount of work and barely got time to have a lunch break. I needed to literally sprint to the loo and back again so I didn't fall behind.
Leo has settled in well, had numerous tests that have all came back clear, scans that show nothing, nada.
It's frustrating watching someone so young go through hell, and it makes me think my issues in my own life are so minuscule and pointless that I try to worry less about them.
Like my ex.
Kai and I split two years ago, and sometimes yeah, I go to him to scratch an itch, clear that dry spell. It always results in him expecting more, but I can't.
Hey, that dude cheated on me at the beginning of our relationship. I only found out years later, and yeah... he may have been eighteen at the time, but in my mind, once a cheat, always a cheat.
When I found out, he admitted to it right away, apologising for his actions, and I forgave him. After I got back together with the dick, that's when years of paranoia and arguments resulted in us splitting far too many times.
You need to live and learn, right?
Whenever I'm drunk, I make stupid mistakes, and two weeks before I left New Zealand , I went to his flat and let him fuck me into submission. He's been trying with me since, not grasping that whenever we sleep together, it's just for some pleasure and release.
Just because I'm rearing my twenties, doesn't mean I can't have fun. Sometimes I take it too far and my phone vibrating on the table next to my bed is another reminder to stay away from Kai.
Huffing, I grab my phone and press it to my ear.
"What do you want?" I snap.
"Baby," he slurs. Fucking hell, he's drunk, Kai never drinks. "I miss you.''
Like... never.
Rolling my eyes, I rest my palm on my forehead and lie back on the pillow. "I told you to leave me alone while I'm here, Kai. Do I need to block you again?"
"No, don't do that." I can hear him fumbling with something and a glass smashing. "Shit."
If Kai wasn't such a prick, I would still be with him. He's one of those guys who treat you right, praise the ground you walk on, makes you feel loved more than anything.
But he's also the guy who cheated, so that alone cancels out all of the above.
He's not bad to look at too. He's quite muscly, works out every day, eats healthy, has a few tattoos here and there, but nothing drastic. He has these extremely pale green eyes that seem almost silver, long thick lashes and a well-groomed face.
One thing I love him about him though is that he's an amazing father. He puts his son before anyone, takes him to football games every Saturday, plays the PlayStation with him when he's at his mum's house.
If only he was a good damn boyfriend.
I have my fun with him and that's where I draw the
line.
I nearly forget he's on the phone until he clears his throat. "You still there?"
Sighing, I pull my covers off and sit up on the edge of the bed. "What do you want?"
"I just want to talk to you, Jennie," he admits. "What date do you fly back here; do you want me to pick you up from the airport?"
