Fierce Love

Chapter 19: Nate

Nate's POV:

It didn't need a genius to figure out that Lilly would disappear altogether after the disastrous dinner, the heavy feeling that weighed my chest was almost suffocating me. I hated it, I hated how she always just runs away when things get even the slightest bit complicated.

It's been a week since the dinner, and my realisation of how deep I am in a sea of attraction for Lilly. I was still trying to wrap my mind around how my feelings for Lilly developed in such a way, my mind wandered back to how much I despised her back when I first met her.

The shrilling of my phone pulled me out of my day dream.

"Hello." I replied, my tone was completely blank. I suppose that was how I was feeling with Lilly's departure. My mind would always go back to what she said during the dinner, she was going through hell, but she never told me despite the numerous offers I tried to negotiate with her, to provide even the slightest bit of help. But Lilly's ego always came in the way, she had too much pride.

"Mr.Erickson, I have good news for you, I found her." David spoke in his normal stoic voice.

David was my private investigator, I knew that I took it to an extreme hiring a private investigator to find Lilly but I was so desperate for her presence. I felt needy, something I never felt in almost all of my years of living, and it was a very uncomfortable feeling.

My whole form perked up at the mention of David knowing where Lilly is, "where is she?" I asked, my tone laced with excitement that I couldn't keep out of my voice.

David mentioned the address, then ended the call after confirming the money he needed. Lilly was supposedly staying in a hotel, very far away from here, about 150 kilometres away.

My curiosity and confusion were on edge, I couldn't set my mind on what she was doing in a hotel, in such a secluded area. I knew that Lilly was a very unpredictable and impulsive person but her reasons for everything would always stay a mystery to me.

I pulled my clothes on so fast that I almost tripped while trying to pull my jeans upwards. I was in a haze trying to contain my racing heart and excessive feelings, I was craving Lilly's presence.

My legs led me to my car in a rush, I was driving way above the speed limit, but I couldn't care less. I was on a mission that I was willing to accomplish; but as the time passed and I was nearing my destination my doubts set in.

I was a human being, it was normal to be afraid, no - petrified of rejection. If it was any normal girl then I wouldn't have felt this way, but I had my doubts about how Lilly saw me. I didn't know where her feelings for me stood, and I was fighting an internal battle, I couldn't reach the decision - whether I should confess my feelings for Lilly or just chicken out and act as a concerned friend.

The car came to a halt in front of a cheap looking hotel. I would give it a 2 star rating at the most. Not everyone lives in your luxury. My mind scolded.

I took in a deep breath and hoped for the best. The hotel's interior was slightly better than the exterior, there were some classical coloured couches, with glass tables on the side, the walls were a pale cream that needed a new coat soon. The hotel was relatively empty, apart from a man sipping coffee in the lobby and the receptionist.

I approached the receptionist, who looked to be in her sixties. Upon seeing me, a huge grin appeared on her wrinkly face. She seemed like a sweet lady.

"How can I help you, honey?" She asked, then grin still intact on her face.

"I wanted to ask if you had someone staying here by the name, Lilly Mathews?" I asked, my anxiety getting the best of me.