Too Fast For Love

Chapter 20: Don't Go Away

I walked back into the living room where I joined Jake, Vince and Tommy. I threw myself down on the couch on to my stomach and let out a big sigh. I felt someone start to gently rub my back. I turned my head to see it was Tommy.

"How did it go" Vince asked looking at me.

"I don't even know" I said moving to sit up. "He's not going to listen to me."

"I bet it's Vanity who is supplying him with more drugs. He's like a fucking zombie" Tommy said. Jake was just sitting quietly in the corner of the couch, glancing over at me with worry in his eyes. I know he is worried about Nikki, but the fact that everyone was relying on me to help Nikki worried him more but for me.

"I wouldn't doubt it. That bitch is psycho enough" I said under my breath.

"What do you mean by that, Kat" Vince asked me. Then he got a better look at my right eye and saw the bruise.

"Was this from her"he asked raising his voice. Jake sat back quietly trying not be part of this conversation. I didn't blame him though. I didn't even want to be part of this. Any of this.Thats why I tried starting over new again.

"Yeah, but I'm fine. Don't worry. She just assumed Nikki was over at my place thanks to that tabloid" I replied.

"God if I wasn't a guy, I'd fuck that bitch up" Tommy said getting up from the couch heated.

"Tommy, it's fine. Just drop it. But honestly, she does need to get set straight or stay far away from Nikki. She's only going to make everything worse" I said pulling him back down to the couch to sit.

"I just don't want to lose him. None of us want to" Vince said. I put my arm around his shoulder and pull him closer into a side a hug.

"We'll all figure something out. As long as we are all here and watching him without driving each other crazy, I think everything will be okay" I said trying to show a smile.

A week passes by......

"You know what, fuck you. All you are doing is breaking me and I can't take it anymore. Just fuck off and go away. We are done" Nikki said in the other room. I assumed he was on the phone with Vanity. Nikki has been staying in my guest bedroom for this week (even if that wasn't the smartest decision to do considering he just broke off his engagement with Vanity). I was in the living room laying down on the couch reading a book. I then heard Nikki open the bedroom door and walk out towards me. I looked up from my book and saw him head into the kitchen. I hesitated at first, but decided to get up and see if he was okay.

"Nikki, is everything alright" I ask putting my hand on his back. There was no answer. He was standing in front of the open fridge looking for something to drink I suppose.

"Nikki" I ask again a little louder.

"What" he yelled, flinching at my touch and turning around to me. He looked like absolute death. His eyes were bloodshot and his face looked somewhat skeletal. He was also sweating a lot, showing that he was going through withdrawal. I hated seeing him like this. What I hated more was him taking it out on me.

"Here, take this" I said grabbing a water bottle and passing it to him without showing having him see my eyes starting to fill up with tears. Too late.

"Wait Kat, what's this" he says grabbing my face and softly turning it. He sees the bruise on my cheekbone and my black eye.

"Who fucking did this to you, Katrina" he spoke up louder.

"It's not important right now. What's important is you needing to sit back down so you don't collapse" I said grabbing him by his waist and leading him to the couch. I sat down and he followed, but decide to lay down instead, while putting his head on my lap.

There was a good amount of silence for 20 minutes. I was still reading my book and Nikki was still laying on me, watching the tv quietly.

"She did that to you, didn't she" Nikki said turning his head to look up at me. I moved my book to see his blue green eyes staring up at me, waiting for my answer. I nodded my head. He then sat up looking at me and grabbing my cheek. I looked at him and he looked at me.

"I can't believe she did that to you" he said softly caressing it with his thumb. Luckily it didn't hurt as bad as it did the first day.

"Nikki, it's fine. I know I probably deserved it anyways considering that" I said nodding my head in the direction of the magazine.

"No, you didn't deserve that at all. I should of been the one who she slapped. This is my fault. I just-I missed you so much. Having you back in my arms, I just felt like everything was right again" he said moving his hand away from my face. "The paparazzi was not my plan at all. I had no clue anyone else was there."

"Nikki, I don't know. I mean I missed you too, but we just aren't right for each other, don't you see that? All we cause together is destruction."

"That was before though. We've both changed."

"Nikki, you're still using. How many overdoses and needle pricks is it going to take you to realize that you ACTUALLY have a problem that needs to get fixed before it's too late? I'm not saying that I'm going to be with you as more, but that I'm going to be here for you as a friend who loves and cares about you, just like everyone else" I said trying to make as little eye contact with him as possible just because I didn't want to see how hurt he was or how hurt I was to even have to say that.

"Alright" was all he said and put his head back down on my lap and continued to watch the tv.

⛓ Author's Note ⛓
Sorry for such a short chapter guys, but hopefully you enjoyed 🖤 I'll be back with more soon!!