GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#ONE HUNDRED TWENTY THIRTEEN.

Once Nick and I are back at his house. He right away, goes to his computer to check his security system.

I stand beside him at the desk, but not for long, because he pulls me on top of his lap. "Have a seat." He tells me as he wraps an arm around my waist, while the other works at the computer mouse.

He presses my back against his chest and I sit motionless as he scrolls through the screen shots and times of the security system.

"Do you think she got in here?" I question him. I honestly couldn't understand how. The security at the front of the gated property of the condos. They would have made it nearly impossible.

"Yeah, I think she did." He says, his voice sounded still, very stressed.

"How?" I ask, keeping my eyes glued to the computer screen.

"Well, she might still have a gate keycard—Or someone could have made her a copy? I know they were use to seeing her around. Someone could have even let her in." He replies.

It hurt a little hearing that. She never should have been around here. That fucking, lunatic. I just don't think anyone of us could have guessed just how crazy, she was going to become.

After while he checks the backyard cameras, and we finally find what we're looking for. My heart seizes in its chest...

There she was.. on screen. Just causally, walking through his backyard.

"Oh, fuck no." Nick groans.

"This is so fucking bad, Nick." I tell him, as we watch her pet Boomer for a moment, before entering the house through the sliding glass door. "Why is your door unlocked?" I look at him. "You have lock your doors, Nick!"

"I must have forgot." He says, lowly.

"When was this?!" I try looking for the time stamp.

"It was when I was in Miami, with you. At the football game."

"So, literally, hours before we got back to the house?" I look at him, my blood pressure was spiking and my head felt dizzy.

"Yeah." He answers. "Lili.." He gives me a concerned look. "I gotta call her, Liliana." He finally, says through labored breathing.

I know he was pissed off, but he was handling it more well, than I would have thought he would have.

I give him a nod of approval. "Okay."

He immediately, picks up his cellphone and begins to call her, of course putting it on speaker, so that I would be able hear.

I look into his eyes as the call rung. The pain was intense behind them, but the rage, oh, god the rage was heavy, like it was about to flood out of him all at once.

I took note of that look on his face. I never wished that type of rage from him on myself. I may have come close to it, but this type of hatred etched into is face was completely, something else..

"Hey, baby." She answers on the fourth ring, and I wanted to kill her.

"Kayla..." Nicks voice was deeply, rough as he breathed. "What the fuck, did you do?"