Host of Imperfections

Chapter 21

I sat on that sofa for a good hour sulking and picking at the band aid on my finger until the damn adhesive wore off and I had to go find another one. Reluctantly, I tossed the blanket I had wrapped around me to the side and got up slowly heading into Jay's room. Hopefully this time spent apart was enough for the both of us to get our minds together.

My mother kept blowing my phone up telling me I needed to bring my tail home but I talked her out of her craziness and she fell back with the quickness. I was seriously going to have to sit her down somewhere and explain that I was damn near grown- I don't understand how my father of all people was much more lenient than her. The mere thought of that conversation always led me to believe she'd take it the wrong way and retaliate by saying the same 'ol line about me still living under her roof.

I didn't know when I was going to be home and honestly, I wasn't looking forward to asking Jay to take me there either.

Shit, if it all came down to it- I'd camp out on the couch until he offered to do so.

At an extremely slow pace, I entered Jay's bedroom and pushed the door further ajar letting some of the light from the hallway steer me through the darkness. I could see him lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his arm over his head. I couldn't tell if he was asleep or just resting his eyes.

Either way I know he had to hear my clumsy ass trynna feel my way across the room. Before I could even get to the bathroom, I ended up stumping my toe on the foot of the bed and falling onto the mattress in pain.

Today was seriously not my day! I felt like crying again I was having such bad luck.

By the time I'd stopped cringing and opened my eyes, Jay had sat up and switched the lamp on beside the bed snickering. I didn't find a damn thing funny.

"What the hell did you do? You aight?" He got up and peered over me still chuckling- eventually I joined it.

"It's not funny. It really hurts."

"Move your hand." He said kneeling down on the floor in front of me. I did so wiggling my big toe slowly. Thank god, I hadn't messed up the nail or anything.

"You good." He smirked and rubbed my foot. I could feel him staring at me but I refused to look at him for some reason. "I guess you want me to take you home now huh?" he asked.

"If you want to."

"How else you gon get there?"

I shrugged and he sat down beside me running his hand over the back of my neck and rubbing my shoulders. "You mad at me?" I smiled and turned my head. He sounded so innocent.

"I should be asking you that." Before I knew it, Jay had lifted me up off the mattress beside him and had set me on his lap. He moved my hair and wrapped his arms around my waist hugging me tight and placing kisses on the side of my neck.

"I can't stay mad at you. You just make me so frustrated some times." he responded in a low tone. Even though he meant well, I still felt bad. "Look at me." The smirk on my face faded and he turned my head towards his.

"That doesn't mean I'm giving up on you though. I just need you to trust me."

"I'm trying ...but every time I think about--"

"Don't think about it so much, just let it flow."

This whole idea of him being exactly what I wanted in a man was scaring me.

"Lets just leave the past in the past and work on a future together aight?"

"What's going to happen when I go back to school?" I asked and he paused for a second.