Alive |2|

Chapter 4 My Savior

LAMELO

I looked at my Rolex to see it was almost see it was almost 7 o'clock and Kat wasn't out of the damn bathroom yet. She was going to be late and bitch at me all damn morning and then come home in a shit mood. I walked into the bedroom with her water bottle and a breakfast bar. I grabbed her backpack packing all her books, laptop, notebooks, and homework inside of it nice and neat. I pulled out my wallet slipping forty dollars into the front pocket so she could get lunch later today.

"Kitten, you ok?" I called out zipping up her backpack but I didn't get any answer. I walked over to the bathroom pushing the door open to see her staring at herself in the mirror with powder on her face and her hair hanging loosely unstyled. I looked at her confused but worried, I called her name but her eyes never left the mirror and that's when I seen the Airpod through her wet waves. I rushed over to her grabbing her arm, she squealed out jumping trying to jerk away as I took out her headphone.

"Kitten? What are you doing? You aren't dressed, your hair isn't done, and you don't have half this shit on your face. You're going to be late" I panicked picking her her up ignoring she was only in a towel...for now. I grabbed her eyeshadow palette and what she calls a shader brush and took the orange color on it easily dragging it from the inner corner of her eye to her under eye trying to help her finish her makeup.

"What is wrong?" I asked her again this time more forcefully.

"Melo, I don't want to go to school today" She whispered in a low quiet voice as I finished her other eye putting a lighter tan on the outside of her under eye giving it a fade out look. I grabbed a big fat brush brushing away the powder.

"Why in the hell not? You wanted this" I barked at her pissed I was sitting here doing her makeup and she was making us both late.

"I just have a feeling that something bad is going to happen today" She whispered even lower. If I wasn't standing between her legs I may have not caught it. I grabbed her pink color blush that she loved and a blush brush.

"Bad feeling? What kinda bad feeling?" I asked confused and rushed. I brushed the color on her cheeks making her lips tug up in a smile.

"I don't know how to explain it. But it's literally right here Melo" She whispered touching her stomach. I sat down the brush and makeup looking her in her eyes. I seen the panic and fear in her eyes, I wanted nothing more to take it away from her.

"Did something happen? Did somebody fucking say something?" I growled getting protective as I grabbed on of the Jeffree Star highlighters she just had to have.

"No, no one said anything or did anything. I don't know how to explain it, please don't make me go" She pouted her unpainted lip. I grabbed a brush painting the highlighter on her high cheek bones, nose, and forehead.

"Babe, you have to go. You know you'd be mad at me if I didn't make you. I can send you with security if you want" I offered her using my fingers to blend out the highlighter a little. I used a pencil brush putting the highlighter in the inner corner of her eye.

"I can't believe I know how to do this shit" I grumbled tossing the brush down grabbing just a dark nude lipstick not having time to deal with actual color.

"No, I don't want security. I just don't want to go" She complained pouting her lips which is just what I needed. I painted them with the lipstick and then grabbed the spray, she closed her eyes and I sprayed her face.

"Well you have too. You are making me late Kat! I have a meeting and I can't leave until I know you are" I snapped at her moving away so she could get down.

"Let me come with you" She said but I shook my head no.

"No, if something bad happens like you think then I'm one call away and I'll be right there but right now nothing bad is happening so lets go" I rushed her. She sighed nodding getting off the counter looking at her outfit biting her lip.