Not That I Planned On Leaving Anyway...

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Pia's POV

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As the morning sun started to peek through my curtains,memories of last night came flooding back to me. I realized that means that Cayla is still here in my bed, I turn over to make sure she is still there. To my surprise, she isn't.

I get out of my bed and brush through my hair before making my way to the living room to see if she is in there, but again, to my surprise, she isn't.

Then I smell something cooking and a small grin covers my features as I make my way to the kitchen.

I get there and a very under-dressed Cayla seems to be cooking breakfast. She is standing over the stove in nothing but one of my over-sized t shirts and barely there lace underwear.

I stand for a good 5 minutes admiring her, and I probably would have for longer if she hadn't seen me standing there.

She turns and smiles at me while saying, "Babe, come over here. I can't leave the food." I responded in the smallest whisper because of how hard I'm blushing, "It smells amazing, Cayla, really." 

She really is so beautiful inside and out, I know, I've become a cliche... but really, I cannot help myself, I have never lov--

"Babe, Pia? Hello??" she says and cuts off my overly soft thoughts, "Yes, sorry. What did you say again?"

"I was just asking what is on your mind, you seem to be kind of dazed behind me, dear."

"I uh, I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life, and how beautiful you are and how much I lo--", once again I was cut off, but not by Cayla. By my mother. 

She comes trudging out of her room with matted hair, week old pajamas, and a bottle of vodka, nothing out of the normal. This is when it hits me, she cannot under any circumstances see me and a half dressed Cayla cooking breakfast together like this. What am I supposed to do? I decide we have a few seconds before she will turn the kitchen wall so I rush Cayla to the guest bedroom.

"Who were you talking to Pia, I thought I heard two voices. Is Kole here?"

"Uh no mama, he isn't and he will not be back."

"Oh uh why? Was there a fight? These things can be resolved ya know."

"Not this time mama, he really messed up. Why don't you grab a shower and fix your hair and we can talk about it after breakfast? Also, Cayla is here so she will be eating breakfast with us, but as of right now she is still asleep in the guest room." I am so proud of myself for that little white lie, seriously, she totally bought that.

"Okay sounds good I guess hun." She coughs and turns to re-enter her own room but, I stop her to grab the bottle from her hands. She groans but doesn't get to upset over it. 

Once she is in her room I speed walk to the guest room and as soon as I get there don't even say anything, I take one look at Cayla and walk up to her. I take her face in my hands and lean in to kiss her forehead then I bring her into a hug.

"Cayla, Baby, I am so sorry I am making you sneak around like this. I know it isn't fun for you but it will be over soon enough. Just no I am not hiding you because I am ashamed of you, I'm hiding you because I am ashamed of me. Of the lying, the cheating. I know it's not the same because of what Kole did, but my subconscious doesn't see it that way. You are so important to me and I plan to end things with Kole for good after I talk to my mother. I am so sorry I have been putting you through this and no matter how it ends between me and you, you will always have a home here, whether it be in my bed or the guest bedroom. I mean that." I lift her head by her chin with my index finger so we see eye to eye and say, "Okay, dear?"

"Of course it's okay. It is most definetely okay, Pia. I understood every word and everything you do for me and the way you treat me means the world to me, you have no earthly idea how I feel about you. I cannot explain it for anything. You were a gift straight from God himself. And I want you to know, I could happily be with you my entire life and never be bored. You are incredible."

"Baby, wow. That was, wow." At this point I have no words. So, I kiss her.

Passionate, Hungry, Slow, Endearing, and so full of Love.


Little did she know, that kiss was the moment I realized that she was the one. 

I hate to say those cliche phrases, but I never knew why they were important till I felt it. When I see Cayla, my breath is stolen from my lungs; my mind goes blank. I didn't see the need for these cliche's until they were the only way to put into words how I was feeling. I look at her, "Cayla, I know it's early and we haven't been together long. Everything is so complicated and I haven't even broken up with Kole completely yet and--"

Cutting me off, Cayla says, "Pia, breathe, " she grabs my shoulders and strokes down my arms, "Everything will work itself out. Finish your thought, dear."

"You keep me so grounded Cay, anyway, what I was trying to say is, " her eyes light up and she's trying not to smile, "Cayla, I love you... you do not under any circumstances have to respond or say it back, I hate that I feel this so early and we haven't even labeled us yet, but I do. I really do. I love you."  

"Baby, I... I don't know how to say it any different than you just did. I have loved you since the day I collapsed on your floor in tears, I have loved you since our sleepover where all we did was watch movies, I have loved you... since the first time I met you. I hate that Erin died, and I hate that you and Kole broke up, but I love it all the same, because it gave me you. I love you and I love that you love me." 

Cayla finished her speech and looked at me, dead in the eyes, "Say something?"

I couldn't, she left me literally speechless. The only thing I wanted to do in this moment, was give her all the world's pleasure and more. But i knew there was no way I could do that right now, my mother was home and expected us to have breakfast with her in less than an hour. I conjured some words, "Don't leave tonight, please?" I asked her. 

"Why is that, dear? ...Not that I planned on leaving anyway..."

"My love for you, i want to show it..." I stepped to where our noses were an inch apart, looked at her, then put my lips to her ear, "Cayla, tonight, I'm going to make love to you. So do not go home." 

Before she could respond, I opened the door, walked to my room and started getting ready for the day. 

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