UNDER HIS INFLUENCE

chapter 20

Kayla

I went for the date,but I was more less there.

My mind was preoccupied with someone else.

The same man that haunted my life.

Ian Stevens.

Eliott was a good man.A gentleman, with a sense of humor, and he was calm.

But I kept on thinking about the bad boy dressed up in a suit.

I would be lying if I said,I got to know Eliott any better from this date.

I really felt bad for coming ,but only because he deserved someone who would give him undivided attention.

He dropped me off at my house later that evening but I wasn't at all ready for what I set my eyes on as soon as I walked into the lobby.

The tormenter of my thoughts was there, lying half unconscious next to the lifts.

He was drunk.

The guard looked at me confused and tired.

"Ian?"

"Hey....loookkkk who decided to show up."He said in a drunken state, prolonging all his words.

"Why are you here,Ian?"

"Shoo,you mean you____you ron't wannnnaa .....sheee meee?"

"Ian,you are drunk."

"No,no,____ I....I am shober......"

"Get up,Ian."

"Are....you going to throw me out?Is that fool here with you?"

"Wow,you sure know how to make a mess of everything,Ian."

I helped him up,his whole weight falling onto my shoulders.I walked us both into the lift and pressed the button to my floor.

It took another five minutes for the lift to stop and the doors opened.
I opened the door to my house and walked both of us in.

He fell onto the couch, relieving me of his weight.

I walked straight to the refrigerator and got him a glass of water, hoping he would sober up a bit.

"Ian,here,drink this."

He shakily took the glass into his hands and drunk up the water.

"Why are you here,Ian?"

"I miss you,Kay.Can't you see that?"

"I think you are not thinking straight,
Ian.You need to sober up and then we can have this conversation."

"I know what am saying,Kay.You have occupied my thoughts,you have made me rethink everything I do. I can't recognize myself anymore."

His words carried a lot of weight on them,a weight I could not take at this moment because I knew he would not remember anything in the morning.

That is why I chose the escape.

"I will get you some covers for you."

I didn't wait for his answer,but just made my way out of the room and into my bedroom.

I stood there for a while contemplating what he had just said.

I finally made my way back to the room only to find him sleeping, peacefully.

I covered him up and made my way to my room, my heartbeat racing faster per minute.