Loyal

Chapter 48

Vera's POV

            I try desperately to call Colin, and each time it rings and goes straight to the voicemail. I have to talk to him. I need to hear his voice to ensure that he's mine, that our love is real, and that this engagement is not fleeting. I fight the tears stinging in my eyes, if I cry anymore I'll go INSANE. My heart sinks each time I look at the mound of lingerie on the floor of the living room, but I fight the negativity pushing its way into my thoughts. I think of Colin's kiss, his sincere words, the way he calls me baby girl. I think of our night of dancing in his garage when we painted together. I think of how he holds me close to him and tells me he loves me. I think of kissing his tattoos. I think of how much I love him.

        The lingerie has to be from a long time ago. It has to be. 

        Fucking Lauren. Fucking Lauren. She's jealous. That has to be what it is. Why did I open the damn door to her in the first place?

            But she has known him for longer than I have. She knew there was a fucking drawer full of all that shit! He never told me about it. Why didn't he tell me about it? How many other women have been in this damn apartment? And what did she mean I only knew one side of him? The thoughts rise in conflict, a battle that I cannot win. 

            I stand up and nervously walk back and forth. I call Colin once more, still no answer. Answer me dammit! Taking in a deep breath I sit back onto the couch. I have to relax, stressing out is making me feel nauseous again. Digging into my purse I try to find the gum I put in there to help fight my nausea. Instead I come across the cd case.

            I pull it out. The disc! Maybe its a romantic dvd Colin made for me. I smile at the thought and cross the living room to put it into the dvd player.