Unexpected

Chapter 90.

Emily's POV.

I can't believe that we're two days away from the New Year's Eve and more importantly, less than one week for me to go to New York.

I feel such a weight on my chest because I know Albert won't talk about it if I don't push him to it. He was acting so distant and weird with me after that phone call..

Maybe he was talking with Alice. My conscious adds and I shove her away along with my jealousy and insecurities.

I need to start packing everything if I want to give my full attention to Sophia and Albert during this last week.

I make a list so I won't forget anything here in London. Ellen is taking care of my transfer to the A. Philip Randolph Campus High School.

I wish Albert could support me at least as much as Sophia does.. The days are passing and I'm feeling more and more nervous.

I've called Albert but he didn't pick up and I've just talked to Sophia through Skype because I wanted to check if it was working from my phone. I know Albert doesn't want to talk to me through the Internet and that is really weighing on my chest.

And if after I go he decides to give up on us and start a new relationship with Alice? I bet she would want him without even blinking.

I hold the necklace on my chest.

No, he wouldn't. He doesn't feel for her what he feels for me.. But the distance can change so many things..

I try to get these thoughts out of my head and set an alarm on my phone. I'll take a nap and then I'll finish packing.

**

When I wake up, my room is too bright through my eyelids. I feel an arm wrapped around my waist and I hear Albert's calm breathing against my back.

I shyly turn around to look at him when I'm surprised with purple bruises all over his knuckles and a small cut in his eyebrow.

"Oh My God, Albert!"

"What?" He growls with a raspy voice from sleeping.

"Where have you been? I tried to call you so many times last night!" I straight my back and sit on the mattress.

"You did?" He growls.

"Yes I did! Have you went into a fight? You have blood in your knuckles and your lip is swollen."

"It's not really any of your business is it?" He snaps and I wide my eyes with my heart shrivelling on my chest.

"Excuse me? What the hell is wrong with you?" I raise my tone.

"With me? You're the one always asking shit about my life. You don't have to know every step that I make and now that you're going to New York you better get used to it."

"So that's the reason you got drunk and went into a fight?"

"No. I drank and went in a fight because I wanted to."

"So you just fought with someone because you wanted to?" I shake my head in disbelief.

"Yes, the guy, the multiple guys were annoying me and saying shit to me so I kicked the shit out of them." He shrugs with no emotion in his eyes.

"Do you remember of anything you did last night?"

"Not really." He shrugs and I stand up from the bed.

"Why did you came here?" I soften my tone and bite the inside of my cheek. I'm not crying.

"What?"