Let Me Go (Tyler Carter)

Chapter Six: Collin's Hill

I move, my head against Tyler's chest, sheets wrapped around us. I feel like such a whore right now. Tyler traces my skin, touching my tattoos. I lay there idly, frozen. I hear Tyler hum quietly, "...And love me from side to si- are you okay?"

"Huh? Yeah, I guess." I say, curling closer to him. His skin is warm and soft, his arms wrapped around my shoulders and waist. I feel my eyes become heavy, lulled to sleep by his soft touch and warm body.

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I groan, waking up slowly. I roll over, face to face with Tyler, his face dropping slightly against the pillow, as he looks undeniably cute. I roll over, climbing out of bed and walking to the bathroom, holding a sheet around me. I look in the mirror, my cheeks thin, my eyes dark underneath, and my skin ridiculously pale. I drop the sheet, stepping into the shower, the hot water a should be burning my skin, although it doesn't bother me much. I close my eyes, washing my hair and my body, finally stepping out of the shower. I wrap myself in a towel, walking out to my room, Tyler still asleep. I grab a pair of jeans, along with underwear, a bra and a camisole and t-shirt. I walk back to the bathroom as get dressed, popping my retainer in after I brush my teeth. I brush my hair, pulling it together with some mousse, my curls falling gracefully down my back. I turn the light off, walking out. I walk downstairs, deciding to try and call Steven. He answers in the second ring, and hearing his voice, it makes me almost cry.

"Hey," Steven says.

"Hey, do you, maybe want to meet up for breakfast?" I ask, glancing at the clock on the wall. It's not even eight in the morning yet.

"Yeah, sure. Can we meet up at Starbucks?"

"Yeah, meet you in like fifteen." I say, clicking end. I check on Tyler, still peacefully asleep. I grab a pad of paper and a pen, scribbling a note out quickly. I read it and smile.

Tyler,

Left to try and fix things with Steven. I'll be home later, not sure when. Don't worry, I'll be fine.

-XX Addison.

I place the note beside my side of the bed and grab my purse, sliding it over my jacket and shoving a pair of sneakers on, walking out and locking the door behind me. I hail a cab, driving the short seven minute drive to Starbucks. I arrive inside, warm air greeting me as I see Steven standing there, ordering something. I walk up behind him, standing there quietly. He turns around, jumping slightly. I laugh awkwardly and order a mocha latte, paying for it and sitting down across from Steven. "Hey," he says, his voice quiet and low.

"Hey," I say, glancing down at my hands.

"I know what I did wasn't a good thing, but I love you, and, I don't know, I always want you in my life. I don't know what I'm saying, it's crazy, I know, but let's go. Let's go and get married. Let's go, we talked about it when we were younger, we could do it now." Steven says, his eyes bright.