Grey

12

When we got back up to the room she instantly grabbed her stuff and went straight to the bathroom, I'm heard her turn the shower on and it sat on the couch, taking out my phone.

We'd taken a shit load of pictures today, well mostly her taking pictures of me until i forced her to take some of us together.

It's weird how I thought I was introverted and reserved as fuck, not showing much emotion, only letting people see what I wanted them to see, then I meet someone ten times worst it's as if my shit flew out the window.

I'm used to bitches trying to change me and get me to fall in love, get me to open up so they can have some sort of special connection or some shit.

Fucked up that the tables turned, I'm chasing someone that's not running away from me.

I was distracted from my thoughts by a notification on my phone, Ashton had dm'ed me on Instagram, he'd been going through some personal shit, so me and Chase had decided to give him a time to handle that shit.

I opened the message it was a picture of me and Aura kissing in the river, her arms around me and one of my hands holding her face with the other gripping her ass.

The message read "Nigga I disappear for a week and you done already got yourself into some fuck shit?"

It was a picture with the a shaderoom watermark.

I closed my phone. Put it down my face stuck in an expression of disbelief.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself.

"What?" I heard from across the room.

I looked up, Kae walked into the room, her hair in two braids and a bath robe on her body but open showing her stomach and other things that I didn't need to be distracted by at the moment.

I shook my head and picked my phone back up, sending a message to Nat telling her that I needed to leave pronto.

"We gotta go ma."

"Wah yuh mean?" She asked.

It was getting easier for me to understand her dialect.

"They sent photos of us to the blogs, not the ones from Kingston. Some people took pics of us today." I said all while texting the arrangements back to Nat, who was bombarding me with questions about Aura-Kae since I'd been ignoring her all week.

I didn't even look up at Aura, I didn't want to see the disappointment in her face, I knew she was enjoying herself up here.

I got up, getting frustrated with Nats bullshit.

I called her.

"Nat!" I shouted into the phone.

"Jacques if you don't give me some fucking answers this fucking minute!" She retorted.

"Look, I'll answer all your fucking questions when I get back, but if you don't do your fucking job and get me on a jet to Cali before sun rise then we're gonna have some motherfucking problems."

I hung up and slammed the phone down on the table, throwing myself back into the couch, covering my face with my hands.

I still hadn't looked at Kae, I couldn't.
I fucked up the little happiness she had and it was already killing me, the only thing I could do is get her out of here before they came looking for her.

She suddenly sat on my lap. I turned my head away, still covering my face.

She turned around, straddling me.

I sighed, angrily. I could kill someone. I really could.

She pulled my hands away from my face. Kissing the tattoo on my left hand as she put my hands on her thighs.