My Broken Mate

9. Understanding More

Hot. I was too hot.

As I slowly opened my eyes, the sun glaring right into my face. Guess I forgot to close the curtains last night.

Groaning, I turned over and laid right on top of a body. I knew exactly who it was by the way my body reacted.

Looking up, there was Nate sleeping peacefully with both his arms across his eyes.

I couldn't help but just stare at him. He was so handsome and looked so cute sleeping but then suddenly I remember what happened yesterday and felt all my emotions start to return.

Sighing, I pulled the covers off and placed one foot down on the ground before I felt a tug on my arm stopping me.

"Hey, where you going?" I turned and faced him. He looked tired once I saw his eyes, his smile was light and sadden.

I pushed his arm away which he let go. And pointed towards the bathroom. There I got up and went straight in there, making sure to lock the door behind me.

Leaning my head against the door, I sighed. This was gonna be harder than it seemed because all I want is to be in his arms but I need space.

I did my business as I try to look somewhat presentable. My eyes were so baggy and puffed up from the crying, you could see my cheeks were stained. I felt like I stunk especially because it has been days since taking a nice hot shower. But with so much going on then sleeping for days, I just didn't care.

Heading towards the shower, I quickly took off my clothes and turned it on.

As the water heated up, I just rested underneath letting the water hit me. This was the time I loved the most. This was the time where I was alone, away from my problems.

I didn't care if he was out there at this point, I just wanted to stay here for awhile.

As I looked off to the side, I grabbed his shampoo to rub into my hair making sure to brush it out as well. Along with his body wash squeezing some into my hand. Washing away all the dirt from the past couple of days.

When it felt like forever, I decided to get out. Wrapping my towel around myself, I had forgot about new clothes.

And as if he knew, a knock was at the door. I slowly walked up to it as I opened it slightly, looking out. There clothes were folded on the floor in front.

Sighing, I grabbed the clothes quickly and locking the door. Putting on the clothes, I realize they were his.

His big shirt reached down to my knees as I had to fold his boxers and sweatpants a couple of times to fit my length.  I brushed my hair out the best I could with my fingers.

Pulling my hair into a top bun, I walked out and surprisingly, there he was sitting in the edge of the bed. Waiting for me.

Rolling my eyes, I went straight for the paper and pen that was placed in the table figuring it was for me.

'Why are you here?' quickly writing and showing it to him.

"Well firstly, this is our room and the couch wasn't really comfortable after a while but secondly I was not going to leave you alone after yesterday night, I wanted to make sure you didn't need anything." As he spoke I just rolled my eyes.

I guess he doesn't understand what I truly need and that is to be away from him.

'I need space. To process everything. Please"  Showing it to him, I continued to stare at the floor until I heard his growl and knew he was upset.

" Please. I didn't do anything I thought you knew that. I didn't even know that my father had planned that! I wasn't a part of that, I don't get why you are upset with me!"