Troublemaker

Chapter 4

I'm currently in my room grabbing my things to take a shower and try to relax a little. Is it possible that Cade saw us kissing?

I shake my head and laugh. Of course he did not. He was in a date and probably pretty busy. He just told me because he wanted me to have precaution.

I open my drawer looking for my underwear.

"What the fuck" I start opening my other drawers looking for underwear. Why I don't have underwear?? I rush to the door and open it "CADE!"

Cade open his door just a little and pop his head out "What?" He said in a mad tone "I'm kinda busy"

"Why don't I have clean clothes?" I question him and stand in front of his door

"Oh, they haven't wash the clothes" He shrugs and then he tries to close the door. Good try buddy. I put my hand in the door trying to open it.

"Then what am I supposed to do Cade?!" I hit the door with my fist and Cade just roll his eyes. Idiot.

"I don't know Ariana. You are a fucking grown up, figure it out yourself"

I sigh and decide to go to the laundry room.

I guess I will wear dirty clothes.

When I open the laundry room I saw that it was different. I entered and close the door. Now there are photos in here, what the fuck? Why are there photos in the laundry room?

I roll my eyes ignoring it and walk to the basket and grab my stuff heading upstairs.

I grab my things again and then I went to my room to grab my towel and my other things to take a shower.

When I get out of the shower I went to my room and lay in my bed. I haven't talk to Andrew all day, and the scene of this morning was disgusting and it keeps replaying in my head. Why did he have to kiss her in front of everyone?

I get out of bed and walk out of my room. I knock on his door 3 times. Just to make sure that he is not naked or something. He opens the door and look at me like if I am crazy for knocking his door at 2am.

"Hi, sorry for waking you up. Can I come in?" I smile at him waiting for him to open the door. But he never does it.

"Are you going to open the door or leave me here in the hallway" I cross my arms in my chaste as I was getting annoyed that he is not opening the door.

"Why are you here?" He groans and then sigh. I think he is not happy.

"I couldn't sleep and I thought that maybe I could sleep in your room"

"What?"

"I mean, I have insomnia again and you know it is really frustrating" I sigh and look at the floor. I'm lying. I don't have insomnia. But every time that I want to sleep in Andrews room I tell him that I have insomnia. Works every time.

Andrew looks at me for a few seconds before opening the door "I'll sleep in the floor. You take the bed" I turn around to look at him and I frown.

"Uhmm, why?" I ask him and he starts putting pillows in the floor.

As I notice that he is not gonna answer me. I lay down on the bed and cover myself with the blankets. When I shift my body to the left side of the bed I notice some portraits on the night table.

I grab one of the portraits and my eyes almost pop out when I look at it. Wow, it's really him. I run my fingers across the face that I see in the picture.

They are 3 persons in the photo. One of them is Andrew that is on the middle, the other one is Ahish one of Andrews best friends that is in the left, and then at the right of Andrew... is him.

I look at his spike purple hair and then at his beautiful purple eyes. How is it possible that such unique and perfect eyes are the purpose of a terrible disease? My eyes travelled down laughing at his clothes. He is wearing some brown shorts and a purple t-shirt that of course is unbuttoned and for some reason he uses the exact same clothes every day. I look again at his face and sigh as I put the portrait down.

I can't believe that the last time that I saw him was 6 months ago. I remember my last conversation with him before his parents arrived and took him back to Russia. I hope his doing okay, but I don't have the courage to text him and ask him.

I shift my body again so that now I am looking at the roof.

"Andrew?" I whisper hoping that he hasn't fell asleep yet.

"Andrew" I whisper again as he did not answer me the first time. But nothing. I close my eyes trying to sleep when I heard his voice "What"

I open my eyes and then I sit up on the bed so that I can look at him "I saw that you have a photo of him on your night table"

He didn't say anything so I decide to keep talking "Do you miss him" He stays quite for a few seconds before answering "Yes I do"

"Do you think he is okay"

"No" No? I try to get a little closer to him so that I can see him better. Why would he think that he is not okay? "Why do you think that"

Andrew chuckles and then he passes a hand through his hair "Of course he is not okay. He is a fucking psychopath, so he is probably in jail again."

Andrew turn his head around to look at me "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

"Please"

Andrew gets up from the floor and pick up a pillow before jumping to the bed. He turns around so that I'm facing his back.

Seriously?

For that I would have sleep in the floor. I close my eyes trying to sleep again. But his face just keeps in my head, as well as his name.

Wolf.