Random Encounter

Chapter 14 - Goodbye?

 *Authors Note.* Hey guys. Sorry this took a while. Been ill and had am filming a short film this month so had stuff to sort out. Anyway that's enough about me.

I hope you enjoy and please comment let me know what you think will happen next.

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I awoke to the sound of pacing and through my early morning daze only managed to hear one word fully “Fine!” I knew it was Roberts voice but why was he so angry. It takes me a minute to actually classify myself as awake, though still haven't managed to open my eyes yet. I role over to my over side, finally managing to open my heavy eyes (I really don't do mornings) Looking around the room for Robert, but I search in vain as I couldn’t see him. “ where is he? He was here a moment ago I heard his voice come from this direction.”

 Just then I feel the bed beneath me move from the weight of Robert sliding on the bed behind me and the warmth of his skin touching mine as he wraps his arm around me and pulls me to him. I feel the slight outline of his warm breath hitting the side of my neck as he speaks.

 “Morning sweetheart.”

 I let my body relax into his.

 “Morning mister.”

 “Mister?” He questions.

 “Yep mister, I have just decided that shall be my pet name for you.”

 “Humm I quite like it.”

 “I'm sure it will grow on you.” I say before getting up, reluctantly, not wanting to leave the warm embrace of Robert, but really needing the bathroom.

 Upon emerging from the bathroom I stop and lean, cross one foot over the other, on the wall and look at Robert who is now sitting on the edge of the bed with a worried expression on his face.

 “What's wrong Robert?”

 He doesn’t respond so I walk over to him and take his hands in mine and repeat the question.

 “Whats wrong?” Looking him in the eyes I can see he is upset.

 “Robert come on tell me. If you don't I can't help.”

 He lifts his face a little to look at me directly before breaking apart his lips that had seemed to be sealed shut and speaking.

 “It's.....I have....I don't know how to say this.”

 “Just say it Robert I will be right here.”

 “Ok. Maria I'm sorry but I have to leave. I need to fly back to LA tonight. I was organizing it on the phone before you woke up.”

 My mind was suddenly flooded with a jumble of words, attempting to form some kind of sentence, any sentence but failing to make any thing near a sentence. I physically shake my head in a faint attempt to make some order in my mess of thoughts.

 I takes me a while but my thoughts where coming back together from their broken state enough to be able to speak. I look at Robert, focusing on his face, it's still full of sadness.

 “Robert. It's OK don't be upset. I will be fine but can I ask why you have to go back all of a sudden? I mean your here, in the UK I mean, for a reason yes?”

 He nods his head while responding, the sadness slightly disappearing from his face as he can see I'm not angry.

 “Yes. I am here to organize some pre-production things for Sherlock 3 but I have to go back to LA for family stuff.”