You Ran Away, You're All The Same

Part 10

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining in through the window, and my head feeling like I was hit by a semi truck. I slowly got out of bed, and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I looked like hell. Oh yeah, I forgot all about what happened last night until I saw yesterday's makeup melted under my eyes.

I washed up and went down stairs to make some breakfast. Before I made it to the bottom of the steps, the front door opened.

"Steph, we're home!" Sid yelled before he saw me standing on the steps.

"Well good morning to you too Sidney" I giggled as he gave me hug.

"How are you this morning? Have you ate yet?" Sid started with the 20 questions.

"I'm okay Sid. And no I haven't, I just got up."

Jim and Paul walked in the door and both hugged me before walking upstairs for the boys to pick out their rooms. They both decided on the next two in line. So bedrooms go me, Paul, Sid, and Jim so far. I know their plan: it's to keep Corey's room away from mine.

"Who wants some breakfast?" Paul asked while walking back into the kitchen.

"Let's find an IHop!" I said excitedly.

"Alright! Go get ready and I'll tell them to hurry up."

I ran upstairs and got ready. I realized I never checked my phone this morning. I took a minute to open it and saw 15 missed calls from Corey, along with 10 voicemails, and 30 text messages. All from Corey.

I sighed and put the phone down so I could finish getting ready.

Once ready, I grabbed my phone and met the guys at the door.

Once we arrived at IHop, I told them about the missed calls from Corey and showed Paul how many voicemails I had.

"He sent text messages too but I haven't read them yet." I explain to the three of them.

"Read them only when you're ready Steph. Maybe he has an idea what he has done and feels like the ass he is." Sid spat while Jim and Paul nodded their heads, agreeing.

"I might read them when we get back to the house. But for now, I want to enjoy my pancakes." I said with a childlike grin.

After they guys stopped watching me, they finished their meals and we headed back to the mansion. I told the guys that I would be in my room for awhile so I could read and listen to all the messages from Corey.

"Well, we will be in the living room if you need anything Steph." Jim said from the back seat of the car.

Once we arrived back, I went on upstairs and closed my bedroom door. I took my phone out of my pocket and saw four new text messages just from this morning.

I decided to start from the top and read from the oldest message until the ones I just received.

"Stephanie. Please answer when I call"
"Please baby" x5
"I love you. Please talk to me baby"
"Stephanie" x4
"I'm guessing you're asleep"
"Call me in the morning, please baby"
"I love you, my sweet Stephanie."
"I cant stop thinking about you"
"God I'm a douche bag"
"I'm a fuck up"
"You deserve someone better"
"Someone who wont do this shit to you"
"Baby, please" x6
"I love you with all I have" x5

My lord. Corey knows how to blow someone's phone up in the middle of the night. I can only assume he had been drinking and felt guilty about what I saw on the TV. The newer texts from this morning didn't seem to have a begging tone like the others.

"Good morning beautiful."
"Call me or text when you can."
"I love you, Stephanie."
"More than you know"

The voicemails he left all sounded just like the text messages. Begging me to call him, that he needed to hear my voice. Blah blah blah.

"Paul!" I yelled down the hall while opening my door.

"Yo! What you want?" He yelled back from the living room down stairs.

"Let's day drink and get in the pool."

I could heard all three guys jump off the couch and start up the steps.

"Is everything okay?" Paul asked once he made it to his bedroom door.

"Yup. Just need to relax some and not worry about Corey for a day."