Alive |2|

Chapter 12 Not even a goodbye?

KATHERINE

I sighed watching the minutes on my phone tick by before the alarm went off letting me know I had to get up and get ready for class. I turned it off sitting up in the large, empty, cold bed. I didn't sleep good at all, I kept waking up and looking for LaMelo. I wanted to go cuddle into him so bad last night but my pride kept me in this bed. I felt like I couldn't get warm without his strong arms around me and then my hands couldn't find him in my sleep so that would force me awake. I had become addicted to him, here I am with every right to be mad at him but yet I can't even sleep without having him by my side.

I got up grabbing the clothes and makeup I had gotten from the bedroom last night before LaMelo went to bed. I went into the bathroom and got in the shower doing what I had to do and then got out. I dried off wrapping the white fluffy towel around my body walking over to the bag of things I had. I pulled out my blow drier and blow dried my hair and then straightened it. I did my usual makeup and then changed into my outfit. It was a simple orange bandeau strapless crop top, dark high waist faded skinny jeans. I put on my Ball necklace and my wedding ring. I put on black vans and then cleaned up my mess.

I walked to my new bedroom and gathered all my homework, notes, and laptop putting them in my bag. Once I had everything I slung on the backpack walking out going downstairs. Once I made it to the kitchen I poured myself a cup of the freshly brewed coffee and I seen the venue folder on the counter. Good he was looking at it, I hoped he liked it. After a couple minutes I heard wheels against the marble and heavy footsteps. LaMelo came into the kitchen with a suitcase and his backpack. He wore a pair of light faded worn ripped skinny jeans, a black graphic t-shirt that had Mario on it, his chains, a white durag, and a pair of red, white, and black Jordan retro 1's. He still hadn't shaved and the stubble was beginning to grow on me, it made him look more mature. Even with such a simple outfit on he took my breath away, his muscular arms caught my attention. My body ached to feel them wrapped around me but I had to stand strong and tall against him or the cycle would repeat.

"Did you not sleep last night?" He asked his eyebrows knitting together. He came over to me reaching out to cup my cheek but I pushed his hand away not letting him touch me. He sighed closing his eyes but mine went to his suitcase. Where was he going? Was he actually leaving me? The idea made tears fill my eyes and I didn't even bother to hide them.

"We're still doing this? Kat I don't know what is wrong but we don't have time for this right now. I have to go to New York" He told me, my eyes grew wide as I looked up at him. Was he even going to tell me before he left? Was he going to just get away from me? Was there a girl in New York he was meeting? Would Brandon be coming home?

"Is Brandon coming back?" I asked him before I even realized I was speaking. I touched my lips mad at myself for speaking.

"I'm not sure yet. We're having issues with the mob and the boating ports, I have to go settle this. We have a like 20 minutes before we have to be on the road, go pack" He said but I looked at him crossing my arms. My eyes stayed glued to his, he looked me up and down pain invading his eyes. Everything inside me wanted to run in his arms and beg him not to go. I didn't want him to leave me here, part of me wanted him to forcing me to go but I knew I'd fight him every step. I was just going to punish myself by forcing myself to miss him.

"You aren't coming with me are you?" He asked me but I stayed silent once again.

"DAMMIT KATHERINE TALK TO ME" He yelled his palm connecting to the marble counter top but I just looked at him cocking an eyebrow making him sigh.

"We're fixing this the moment I get back. Maybe space is what we need, I'll be back in two days tops ok? I'll call you and have my brothers and my dad check on you, he want---" I cut him off at the thought of his dad coming. Our last run in at his place scared me and LaMelo wasn't going to be just rooms away to protect me from his wrath.