Bound for Desire

Chapter 3

After a 15-minute long ride to her house, she was asleep most of the ride, fortunately. When we got to her loft, I dragged her to her bed and put her into her pajamas, pain meds, water, and a bag if she ever threw up. After checking to see if she was okay, I go ahead and text Luca that I’m was going to be staying at Ariya’s place because of how drunk she is. After that, I lay down next to her and fall asleep.

I kept on waking up, sweating, throughout the night. This has been happening for a year or 2, and when morning comes, I'd only get 2-4 hours of sleep. I decide to get up and make breakfast for us. I go to the kitchen and get the eggs, bacon, and cheese to make an omelet since they're her favorite. As I flip it, I hear the door open from the bedroom.

"Hey, good morning, you hungry?" I ask as I put the cheese and bacon in the egg.

"Yes please, I'm starving!" she says as she takes the plate I handed to her and sits on the couch.

"How'd you sleep?"

"Ok I guess, I feel like shit though."

“Do you need Ibuprofen or something?”

“Yes please, where is it?” She says she puts her plate aside to get up.

“No no, sit your ass back down, I’m getting?” She listens and continues to eat. As I’m getting the meds, I start to think of what I saw last night. There's no way that it was him, I mean, when we knew each other, we lived in Illinois, and I live in New York now. He could’ve moved here but hopefully the chances are slim.

I walk over to Ariya, seeing that she’s already started eating. I give her the medication, and once she’s dome eating, I help her back to bed. “Hey, I need to get back home, but just call me if you need anything, ok?”

“Ok, tell Luca I said hi.” She says sleepily.

“Will do, sleep well. I love you.” I say as I close the door when I hear her say it back. I clean up a bit, then grabbed my things and left.

When I get home, I lock the door and go to my room and throw my things on my bed. I then go and knock on Luca’s door; I walk in when I hear him say come in. I walk in and see him sitting on his gaming chair on his phone in his pajamas.

“Hey, how are you?” I asked, making him look up from his phone.

“I’m good, you?”

“I’m doing good.”

“Thats good, how was y’all night out?” he asks.

“We had alot of fun, Ariya got pretty drunk though. But about yesterday, I just wanted to tell you what's happening jobwise.”

“Wait, do we need to move again, did...” he says was a very concerned look on his face, worried that we might need to leave again.

“No no, its not like that. You remember Layla, right?” He answers with a nod. “Yeah, she was acting like a jealous bitch, not surprising, but slapped me and I ended up getting fired because the cameras couldn’t see us and they thought I slapped her.”

“Bro why didn’t you say anything?”

“I did but he didn’t believe me over the other coworkers.”