When We're Alone

Chapter 22

*Hayden*

My eyes struck open at the sound of the blaring sound, it was my phone ringing. I grab my phone from beside my pillow and pick the call up without checking who it is.

"Hola mamacita."

I immediately jump up when I realise it was Leroy, with one hand rubbing my eyes I hold the phone with my other hand. "Hey Leroy." I say in a sleepy voice.

"Did I wake you?" He asks in a playful tone.

I look at the clock and see it was only quarter past eight in the morning. "Well, yeah. It's only eight am Leroy." I growl softly.

I hear him laugh, "I'm sorry mami, I just wanted to know how you was after everythin'? Did you get anythin' to eat?"

"I'm okay I think, and no I didn't." I laugh. "I'm so hungry, as soon as I came home I ran into my room and haven't left since." I frown, although he couldn't see.

"Do you want me to come over with food? We could disappear for a while?" I feel him smirking through his words.

"No, I think I need to talk about everything that has happened, we'll see each other soon I promise." I reply, whilst pulling myself up into a seated position in my bed.

"I wish I was near you right now, my hand in your-"

"Leroy!" I exclaim, stopping him from carrying on his sentence, I start giggling from feeling shy. I hear him chuckle.

"I can't wait to kiss you." I hear him rolling his tongue over his bottom lip, like he wanted to make me hear it. "And do other things." He moans quietly.

"Okay, wow Leroy, I'm going to hang up right now." I say feeling the adrenaline rush in my veins.

He starts to laugh. "I'm only messin' baby." He lets out a breathy laugh. "I gotta go have breakfast, speak to you soon Hayden."

"Okay, enjoy your breakfast." I say in a teasing tone.

"I will, I'll imagine I'm eating you for breakfast." He starts laughing like a child. "I love you, bye." He says quickly, before I had the chance to release the sexually frustrated scream that was inside me, and hangs up.

I chuck my phone on to the bed and let out a laugh. God, he's such an idiot. We haven't been intimate in forever, and Leroy hasn't brought it up either, so the topic of being intimate makes me blush.

I let my legs hang off the bed, and sit still for a second. After Emily saw my dad, and my dad saw Emily. Everyone went silent, and granddad immediately told all of us to get up and leave, and that we can see Emily's parents another day. 

After we saw our dad, he told us he's been here for the past two months and that he's probation was placed in Australia. As he was not fit enough to live with his children until his probation time was over and had completed all his parenting classes according to the judge who allowed him to be out of prison, but be on probation.

And being on probation meant he couldn't leave the country and see us. After knowing all that, I couldn't bare to listen what else he had to say, I ran up stairs and so did Matty. We went into our individual rooms and I don't know about Matty, but I cried my eyes out.

Now there was nothing different between him and my mom, because they both chose not to tell us when they were back.

After a quick wash, I walk downstairs with my hands stuffed inside the pockets of my shorts, I look at my top; I'm sure it was one of Matty's tank tops, I was so used to wearing his clothes when we were in our old house, because we didn't really have the chance to buy clothes whenever we felt like it.  Even though now I have the chance to buy a whole new wardrobe, I feel comfortable like this.