Trent's pov
6 hours later; 7:20 am
The car ride to mount pleasant was awfully silent. Not just because I was alone in the car, but also because I was so nervous and lost in my thoughts. I was so stressed out that I didn't even put on some music like I usually did.
It's been over 6 hours since that drama happened at the airport with Laura, and she texted me about half an hour ago, saying that She wants to talk to me. And even though it was kind of what I wanted, I also didn't want to see her crying. I wanted to talk to her and clear things up, but I also didn't want to hurt her feelings, and so far, I was halfway through doing just that.
This whole thing was seriously messed up as hell!
Anyways, After about twenty minutes, I pulled over in front of Laura's apartment. I turned the car off, got out, and locked it with the keys before making my way towards the entrance door. Once I got inside, I headed straight to the elevators since Laura's floor was the very last one, but unfortunately, it was already being used, so I had no other choice but to take the stairs as i had no time to waste.
After a couple of minutes, I found myself on the last floor and in front of Laura's apartment door, panting heavily due to how fast I had to run up those never ending stairs. That's definitely as good as a one hour session at training, no joke!
After I regained my breath, I pressed the doorbell a couple of times and waited patiently for her to open the door. I'm not gonna lie, I was pretty much fidgeting at that point, I was so embarrassed and just not confident enough to face Laura at a time like that, the guilt that was inside of me Gould not be expressed in words. But as much as I'd love to exit myself from that situation, I knew that it was better to just talk it out, and the sooner that happens, the better.
I hate to admit this, but Summer was right when she said that!
I was snapped back into reality when I noticed the door being pulled open, revealing Laura standing there in her Mickey Mouse pajamas.
The look she had on her face was heartbreaking, she had lumpy, red, baggy eyes, messy hair and a tear stained face. At that point, she wasn't angry, she wasn't upset, and she wasn't frustrated, she was hurt. Terribly hurt.
"Hi.." I spoke, but it came out more like a whisper.
"Hey..." she replied with a hoarse voice "come inside!" She added and moved to the side a little bit, allowing me into the house and straight to the lounge room. She locked the door and followed me behind right after.
The awkwardness in the air got a lot more intense as Laura took a seat on the couch facing me. Non of us could say a word to each other, Even though we had thousands and millions of things sitting right at the tip of our tongues. So many things needed to be said, but we couldn't get them out.
"Why?" Laura finally spoke up after a what felt like forever. But her question was just so hard on me, I couldn't say anything, I just looked at her and then back at the floor, sighing heavily afterwards.
"Answer me, Trent!" She demanded, raising her voice a little bit as she got up from the couch and started heading towards me "Why did you do this to me? Why?" She Asked again, almost on the verge of breaking down.
"I'm sorry!" Was all I could say.
"That's not what I asked you for!" She snapped "I'm asking you why you did this to me, and I want an answer right now!" She was yelling at the top of her lungs this time around. But still, that wasn't enough to get me to say what she wanted me to say. I didn't want to hurt her anymore, especially when she did nothing wrong.
