Finding Sage (Young Adult)

Sixteen: Sister or Demon

Kellan

The red through my eyelids and warmth on my face tells me that sun is hitting me. My hand feels for a pillow to throw over my eyes. Knowing I don't feel her warmth next to me anymore, I feel around the bed.

"Sage?" I say from under the pillow. When I receive no answer, I open one eye, looking around the room. I do not see her, and the apartment is still. I moan. I hate how she is always leaving me without me knowing. It kind of drives me insane.

I roll over and allow myself to wake up completely. Thinking about the night before, I cannot stop myself from smiling. That was the best night of my life. Sage and I made love for most of the night, until we finally passed out.

I reach for my phone and see it's 10:30. I moan again and text her:

ME: I missed seeing you this morning. You should have woke me.

SAGE: I couldn't, you were too peaceful.

ME: When can I see you again?

SAGE: Nothing has changed, as far as my situation. So, I don't know.

ME: I guess I'm going dress shopping then?

SAGE: LOL, but I'm going to need to sleep tonight.

ME: It was worth it though, right?

SAGE: Yes! It was...

I wait and wait for the rest.  After a few minutes of staring at me phone, I type:

ME: "..." ??? Is there more?

SAGE: The best night of my life.

"Yesssss." I say out loud and sit up.

ME: Of mine too! Of mine too.
        Do you mind if I shower?

SAGE: Ewe, what? You're going to shower in my bathroom?

ME: Joking. No?

SAGE: Yes, of course. You don't have to ask to take a shower. lol.

SAGE: Call me later. I need to work.

ME: k

I think about last night and how Sage curses like a sailor when she's lost in ecstasy. God, she is so sexy. Knowing that I am the only man that knows this about her is a real turn on. Everything about her is perfect. Well, everything except the situation with her ex.  There is nothing good or normal about that scenario. I remember what Roxy said about the only bad thing about Sage was her boyfriend. It's so true.

Turning some music on my phone, I jump into the shower and try not to think about that dick and the images I saw of her beaten and bruised body. I wish I had not seen those photos. She thinks I only saw that one, but I saw at least four pictures and they were horrible. She had welts that looked to be from a belt on her thighs, hands left bruises on her arms and her back was...red and purple.

How can she be so strong to go through all of this with no family, and only a few friends. Who does she talk to? I know Roxy talks to her. Although Roxy can be a really good friend, she's a little self-absorbed. I wonder if I went through something so tragic, and did not have my family to help me through, would I be able to make it? I vow to call my parents and brother later in the day.

Sage

With only a few hours of sleep last night, you would think I would be very tired and slow today. On the contrary, I have been floating on a Kellan high all morning. I am trying not to think about all the amazing things he did to me last night, because it's too distracting. Roxy noticed the permanent smile etched into my face and called me out in the first ten minutes.