Good Boy

Chapter 6

The bed I woke up in is not my bed. The person laying on the floor beside me is not my boyfriend, and this is not my house.

I remembered everything that happened last night, but it did not feel right. I sat up and instantly regretted the decision. I groaned quietly grabbing my side. There is no way I'd be able to go to work like this. I remembered my leg was injured and I wouldn't be able to walk anyways and my sides were bruised up. I can't lie to myself but I looked gross, and everyone who saw it would think the same thing.

I laid back down on the bed with my head facing Kai, who was still asleep next to me. The rising sun in his window behind his bed ripped through his blinds and highlighting the lighter hair mixed in with his darker hair. His skin had an actual light color unlike the pale color I'd seen before. His skin was maybe a light tan which brought out his lips.

I couldn't help but think about Young. Even after they offered an  helped me a lot I still couldn't help but be afraid and think about the fact that Young was probably expecting me to be home by now. The thought of him hitting me again motivated me to get up. Slowly I lifted myself off the bed and threw my feet over the edge. Carefully, I lowered myself onto the carpeted floor. I leaned onto the wall to help me to not fall and used it to hop out at least to the door. I grabbed the handle quickly before I lost balance and fell on Kai, leaning against the door frame. Staring down the hallway I immediately regretted my decision as I remembered the stairs. I left the door frame and started down the hallway on the wall. Careful not to use my leg.

The smell of food found me as I got to the stairs where I sat for a while. "Ok, I got this." I whispered and grabbed onto the railing. I used my other leg to help me down while I was still sat on the stairs.

Finally, I reached the bottom. No one was in the living room which was good, since I'd surely make a fool out of myself trying to walk through. Someone was in the kitchen and they heard me come down. "Good morning Jada." Lay appeared around the corner. "How did you- ?" He questioned looking up the stairs from where I descended.

"I crawled." I answered. "What are you making?"

"Oh, it's really good." He expressed coming over to me. I stood up and leaned on Lay who supported me. He took me into the kitchen where I could now tell he was making eggs and bacon. He let me sit at a tall chair on the counter and went to retrieve two pieces of toast. "You can have this one." He smiled and pulled a plate from the dishwasher. The one Kai and I washed last night. I watched his hands as he stirred the sizzling eggs in the pan on the stove. He added a few spices  into the eggs and moved over to the other pan where bacon had been cooked. He put the bacon onto a rack where it dripped into the sink. "I have to make the eggs last because they'd get soggy while I waited for the bacon to cook." He informed while scooping the eggs into a bowl. He put two more piece  into the toaster and started scooping the eggs onto my toast. He put butter and bacon on my other piece and smashed them together; Placing them on a plate and put them in front of me.

The smell was something I couldn't explain and it tasted better than that. Lay hummed a song while he prepared his sandwich. "You have a nice voice and- god I love you're cooking!" Lay turned to me smiling.

"Thanks. Are you coming to work today? I can drive you if so, but I really don't think you should come in in this condition." He said putting the hot pans into the sink and turning the water on so it sizzled loudly.

"I don't have a way to call in sick." I said. I left my cellphone at mine and Young's house. "Plus, my boyfriend might come looking for me there." The smile on Lay's face dropped and he put his sandwich down.

"Did he do this to you?" He asked cautiously. I've known Lay long enough and lying to him would do me no good. I nodded shyly. He gasped. "He left you out there like that!" He exclaimed. "You are not go-"