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T W E N T Y - T W O : W E ' R E N O T I N K A N S A S A N Y M O R E

A/N: That last chapter though. Hope you enjoyed it ;)

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T W E N T Y - T W O : W E ' R E  N O T  I N 
K A N S A S  A N Y M O R E

D A N T E

When I finally wake up, I roll over in bed and reach my arm out. Emptiness is all I feel. I open my eyes and Kat is no longer laying beside me. I sit up quickly and look around.

"Kat?" I call out but there's no answer.

I look around and notice the table that once held all her gear is empty. The duffel bag she had sitting in the chair next to it is gone. She's gone, once again. Kat walked out on me before I even woke up. A one night stand.

Damn if that isn't ironic. Same shit I use to do to other women before I met Kat. I lay back in bed with a huff and stare up at the ceiling.

Last night, was beyond incredible. If you would've told me a week ago I was going to run into Kat again, that she was actually alive, and then two nights later, make love to her in a hotel suite; I would've said you were crazy.

We only did it once but it was amazing. I would've gone more but she ended up getting into the shower afterwards and I ended up falling asleep from exhaustion. I went rougher with her last night than I ever did in the past and she fucking loved it. The way she moved was different, the way she kissed me, looked at me, touched me, even the words she said, all were different. It wasn't a bad thing but it showed me the woman she's turned into the last five months. Kat is no longer the shy and timid girl she was eight months ago when I first met her.

I knew deep down she wouldn't be the same. I knew that last night was her just using me to get her release but I didn't care. I needed it too. Five months was a long time of celibacy for me and I would've waited another five more if that meant I would've had a moment with her like I did last night. I can still feel her lips on mine, her fingers in my hair, and her soft body as it was pressed against me. Fuck she can still do this to me. I was so happy and satisfied last night afterwards while I waited in bed for her. But yet right now, I can't help but feel sadness and frustration.

I made love to her last night and before when we'd make love, I would feel the love from her. But last night, all I felt from her was desire and lust. There was no love there for me. It was hard at times not to tell her I loved her while I was burying myself inside her. I wanted to so badly. I wanted to hold her in my arms close and tell her how much I've missed her, missed us, but I couldn't.

Anger begins to rage in me as I roll over on my side to where she had no doubt laid. I can tell by the indention in the bed her small body left. When I breathe in, I can still smell the fragrance from her perfume she wore last night.

I'm not angry at her. It's not her fault. It's Jason's for taking her away from me, from the love and life she had. I begin to wonder if we'll ever have that back, or is she too far gone? No, no she isn't. I will make her fall back in love with me. I'll do whatever it takes to have a place in her heart once more. I will prove that we have a special bond that both time and distance can't break.

My phone suddenly rings, waking me from my thoughts. I grab it to notice it's my father calling me. Great. What does he want now? "Yeah" I answer coldly.