Fault (Vylad x Reader) BOOK 2

Chapter 17

•YOUR POV•

"I-I just don't know what to do..."

"Katelyn....I'm sorry that my brother is acting this way, maybe you should talk to him about it."

"B-but! H-he's always out of the house! H-he even doesn't say M-morning!"

I sighed as I heard Katelyn punching a wall. "Katelyn stop punching the wall...punching isn't going to do any good."

I heard her stop, then I heard her sobbing. "Katelyn, if I were you I would talk to him. I'm sure missing one day of search won't hurt.
You need to tell him how you feel.

Boys never get feelings, but when you talk about it with them, they'll come around."

"How w-will I k-know that I-it'll work?"

"Trust me, I'm his sister. If things don't go well, then that's when you have to have some time apart."

"I-I guess I'll give it a go...."

"Katelyn it's at least something you can do that'll help."

"....T-thanks (y/n)...."

"Anytime."

She ended the line and I brought my phone down from my ear.

"Not doing so good?" Vylad asks as he came from the kitchen with a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, poor Katelyn. She's been telling me that Travis has been leaving early in the morning and coming back late at night to look for Dad." I said as I take the cup of coffee.

"Any word from him?"

"No...." I drank the coffee and let out a sigh. "It's tough back home. Dad's missing, Travis hasn't been taking any rest ever since he came back from London and well....I miss (d/n)." I pouted.

Vylad laughed then lean in giving me a peck. "I miss (d/n), too. But she's in good hands.....I hope."

"You hope? What do you mean you hope?"

"Well Garroth is just.....Well I know Laurance will take good care of (d/n), but Garroth....he has this thing with animals."
I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"You don't want to know, trust me. But I'm sure (d/n) is just fine."

"If you say so. Anyways, what do you want to do today?" I ask.

"Hmmm I just want to stay here and cuddle all day."

Vylad then hug me and snuggle closer to me. "Vylad, don't make me spill this coffee all over you." I said.
He looked at me with a pout. "Get off!"

"Only if you kiss me..." he pointed to his pouty lips.

I rolled my eyes and gave him a quick peck. He then got off of me and took my cup away. I whined when he took my coffee.

"No no no, it says that when you're pregnant you can't have that much coffee. Only a sip or two, but not a whole cup."

I sighed in defeat. "Right, but I need it."