Finding Love

Chapter 53

Becca's POV

I wake up alone.

Turning my head, I stare at the empty side of the bed confused. Where the fuck is AJ?

Downstairs probably? Standing up, I'm about to make my way to the door, only to stop when I see the man himself lying on the floor on his side, a pillow tucked under his head.

I stare at him confused, trying not to overthink why he chose to sleep on the fucking floor rather than with me.

Taking a step closer, I quietly sit down next to him, not wanting to scare him.

I place a hand on his shoulder and gently shake him. "AJ" I whisper, shaking him a bit harder.

I watch as his eyebrows furrow, and he turns his head further into the pillow, before finally, he peaks open an eye.

"Are you okay?" I whisper since he's only just woken up. There's nothing worse than someone yelling in your ear while you're half asleep.

He nods his head, staring at me with an unknown look.

What's running through his head?

What happened?

Fuck- I knew I should've stayed up till he came back from talking with Sage. I planned to- but my head hit the pillow and my lack of sleep lately caught up with me. I was passed out in seconds.

I try to hide my worry as I watch him. I notice his hair is as messy as ever, and I reach a hand out to comb through it- to tame it without even thinking. "Why are you on the floor?" I whisper, and he looks away suddenly.

"I um...I just-..." He trails off, before sighing and closing his eyes, not answering me.

I stare at him for a minute, waiting for him to look at me, but he never opens his eyes.

"Come up on the bed," I tell him. This has his eyes opening. He watches me again, and I can't help but feel slightly nervous about the look he's sending me.

I hold out my hand for him to take, and I try to hide the hurt I feel when he gently shakes his head.

"I...probably shouldn't" He mutters, and when I see the sad look in his eyes, I'm only more fucking confused.

"AJ" I groan, grabbing his uninjured hand in mine. I stand up, bringing his arm with me. When he lets out a sigh and starts to stand, I can't help but feel relieved that that worked.

Lying down on the bed, I pull him right next to me, until we're lying face to face.

"What's going on?" I ask him, and his jaw clenches slightly, and he avoids my eye yet again.

He stares down at our hands suddenly.

I watch him closely. He stares at his left hand, seeing something I'm clearly not. He then grabs my hand gently, and I watch him stare at that too.

He swallows hard, looking a bit nervous all of a sudden as he slowly brings my hand up and places it on his face.

Confused, I gently stroke his cheek with my thumb, wondering what he's doing.

He then sighs. "I'm...I don't want..what happened to change us" He mumbles, and I nod slightly. "I don't want that either".

He looks pained. "But it has" He whispers, and my heart stops in my chest.

Is he..is he breaking up with me?

No.

No fucking way in hell- I will kill him. Truly- I will.