Chapter Thirty-One

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Kivana Stewart

I sat up and scratched my head before a yawn escaped my mouth. I removed the covers off my body before getting off the bed.

"Where are you escaping to?" Simon mumbled grabbing the end of my shirt.

"I have to pee." I giggled.

He released me and fell back asleep, I shook my head and went to the bathroom to handle my business.

I heard my phone ringing before quickly answering it. I watched Simon stir a little before stepping out of the room.

"Hello." I said.

"So what's going on?" Kivan asked.

"Well she's ok...I should be home the day after tomorrow." I said walking into the kitchen.

I placed my phone on the counter before putting it on the speaker.

"Good, you got hella packages here should I take them to your house? Since you abandoning me and all." He joked.

I laughed and shook my head.

"Shut up, yes please." I said.

"Alright, how's Tori with you leaving and all?" He asked.

"She was good with it, I told her it was an emergency." I said.

"That's good then." He said.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

"Did you see Byung and them?" He asked.

"Unfortunately." I rolled my eyes.

"And what happened there?" He asked.

"Well they all tried to gang up on me but you know I held my own. I ended the conversation just as quick as they started it." I said.

I began to make breakfast as we continued to talk about last night encounters. We later said our goodbyes before I continued cooking breakfast in silent, I placed everything onto the plate perfect before carefully caring it to the bed room.

"Simon." I said placing the food on the night stand.

He mumbled before waving me off.

"Come on, you have to eat." I said.

"I'm not hungry." He said placing the covers over himself.

I sighed and beside him, I removed the covers off of his face and looked at him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Darling, I was up yesterday for 24 hours...all I want to do is sleep." He said.

"I know, but at least eat your breakfast." I said.

"Where'd you order from?" He asked rubbing his eyes.

"I didn't order, I cooked." I smiled.

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