Mitchel and I barely spoke on the way back to the hotel. He had called and let Kras and Faith know to meet them at our room. When we got to the door of our room, he stopped and looked at me.
"Are we okay?" Mitchel asked cupping my face gently. I looked down because I'm not sure if we were. I needed answers and he needed to know the truth. I looked up when I heard him sigh. He unlocked the door and walked in.
"Is it the age thing again because I'll tell you every day that it doesn't matter." He said. I shook my head.
"Its not the age thing, Mitchel." I said softly. He walked over to me and grabbing my shoulders.
"Then what is it? What has got you so down?" He asked frustrated. I looked at him.
"I know about Emery." I said looking at him. He looked at me confused.
"My ex?" He asked. I nodded.
"You've been talking to her still and she's following us." I said.
"Bullshit, no I haven't been talking to her." He said stepping back and looking at me.
"She told me different." I said looking at him, feeling hurt.
"When did you...is she the one that hurt you?" Mitchel asked as he gripped his fingers into a fist. I looked away from him. He grabbed me chin harshly and made me look at him.
"Is she the fucking one that did this to you?" He demanded. I tried to look down but he held my face up so I only nodded. He stepped away from me and punched the wall.
"What did you go and do that for?" Faith asked from the door. I looked behind Mitchel and saw Christian and Faith. Mitchel glanced back at them then looked back at me.
"So do you need Clinton and Ellie here as well?" Mitchel asked angrily. I shook my head.
"No, uhh well Christian...do you think they should be here?" I asked looking at him. He looked at me then at the other two.
"It was his idea..." Kras said, shrugging.
"Who's idea for what?" Faith asked. No one said anything. It was an awkward silence.
"What? Did you fuck Kras more then once? Did you fuck Clinton as well? I fucking knew it." Mitchel asked. I looked at him.
"Wow, okay, and fuck you!" I shoved him hard into the wall.
"Did you tell your fake ex to beat the shit out of me?" I asked, poking him in the chest.
"She hasn't fucked me nor has she fucked Kras since that on the bus. So lay off that shit, dude." Clinton said, walking in followed by Ellie.
"So she did fuck you then?" Faith asked looking between Clinton and Ellie. I shook my head. This was getting out of hand.
"No, my penis has not been exposed to her in a sexual way." Clinton said. I shook my head again as they all started to argue. I slipped out the door and head for the hotel bar. I stood at the bar for a good thirty minutes before anyone tried to call me. It was Ellie because I don't think the others had my number. I hit ignored. I needed quiet. I couldn't handle all the yelling. I put my phone in my back pocket and remember Alex putting a piece of paper back there. I looked at the numbers on the paper when I felt arms wrap around me.
"Get lost, loser." I said as I felt his lips on my neck and I whimpered.
"Am I a loser, Lennox?" Mitchel asked, pressing against me. I bit back a moan as he sucked on my neck.
"Mitchel please?" I said turning to face him.
"What, Lennox? Are you back to rejecting me?" He asked. I looked at him. His eyes were red but not like he had been crying.
"Are you high? What the fuck, Mitchel?" I asked shoving him back. He laughed a bit.
"Nahh, baby girl. Clinton told me...us everything." He said softly. I watched him as he leaned against the bar. He ordered two drinks.
"Why did your ex attack me?" I asked. I still had no answer for that. Mitchel shrugged.
"Christian has been telling her everything." Mitchel downed the first drink then looked at me.
"Why would he do that?" I straightened up getting ready to go fuck him up a bit. Mitchel grabbed my wrist. I looked at him.
"We only have one day left of this tour, Lennox." He looked at me, biting his lip. What did he mean? What was happening?
"Yeah?" I asked, confusedly.
"You didn't believe me, Lennox. I told you I didn't talk to her. Want to look at my phone?" He asked as his voice raised a bit.
"Calm down." I paused for a second. "I never once said I didn't believe you." I looked at him, feeling like crying. What was happening to us?
"Bullshit, you implied that I was. It's just has worse." He said looking at me. I didn't look away from his stare.
"Maybe.." He started then looked around at the bar
"Maybe what...?" I asked, grabbing his face but he slapped my hand away.
"We should break up. You were right about distance and the age thing." He said. I stepped away from him, nodding.
"Good to know, Mitchel." I grabbed the piece of paper on the bar and turned around.
"Have a great life, Mitty." I said walking to the elevator. I looked back and saw his back to me. I saw the dark hair girl walk up to him. I shook my head when I realized it was Emery. I stepped into the elevator as my phone dinged. I looked at it but didn't know the number.
"Hello? I answered.
"Hello, Lennox? The man said on the other end. Oh hell no!
"How did you get my phone number?" I shouted, I was angry.
"No worries on that, dear sis." He said.
"Fuck off, you dickhead." I climb off the elevator. It took me a good a ten minutes to try and unlock my door. I was shaking so bad as he kept saying he'd see me soon.
"Don't fucking come near me, asshole." I shouted then hung up. I text Ellie that we needed to talk and to hurry over. It was five minutes later that there was a knock on my door. I made sure it was her. Clinton followed her in.
"Uhhh Ronnie is back..and Mitchel broke up with me." I said, sitting on my bed. Clinton came over to me, hugging me.
"I'll talk to him about everything...wait, who is Ronnie? Are you crying?" Clinton asked cupping my cheek. I shook my head because I didn't want to say anything.
"Ronnie as Lennox brother, who hurt her and her mom." Ellie. I sat there shaking. I was scared.
"Nothing is going to happen. We are here." Clinton said. I shook my head again.
"I'm leaving. He doesn't want me anymore. Emery is down at the bar right now." I said sniffing. Clinton stood up and stormed out saying he will be back. I look at Ellie. She sat next to me and hugged me.
"Clinton won't let anything happen. I promise." She said. My head was hurting and my eyes were heavy. I jumped up when I saw Mitchel stumble into the room, followed by Clinton.
"Lennox, are you okay?" Mitchel walked over to me and sat by me.
"Do you even care, Mitty?" I stood up and walked to the bathroom and locking the door. I turned the water on and began to strip off my clothes. I jump when the door fling open and revealed Mitchel. He walked over to me and hugged me. I felt awkward since I was naked. He cupped my cheek. I looked away.
"Look at me, Lennox." He said softly. I looked at him slowly and we just stared into each others eyes.
"He will never hurt you again but when you have time and you feel like you want to talk about it. I want you to tell me about him." He said. Was he serious? Did he forget he just broke up with me?
"Why the fuck do you care? You broke up with me." I shoved him away and got in the shower. I ran my fingers through my hair when the shower curtain was pulled back.
"What the fuck?" I jumped a bit. He climbed into the shower and held me to the wall.
"You are so stupid. I didn't want to break up with you." He said pinning my waist to the wall. I looked at him, confused.
"Then why did Emery walk up to you after I left." I asked angrily. He shook his head.
"I told her to fuck off and that I didn't love her anymore. I don't think I ever did love her. I was just lonely and she gave in so quickly." He said, looking at me.
"How am I suppose to believe that?" I asked. He grabbed my hand and placed it over his heart.
"Because every time I see you or hear your name, my heart races. I get a goofy smile on my face and I can talk about you for hours. I know that sounds abit obsessive but it's not. Its love and I'm in love with you, Lennox." He said softly. He is what? No way!
"You...what?" I tried to say something more but nothing came out. I felt him squeeze my hips and I looked up at him. I didn't say anything but I just grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him hard. Did I love him? Was I in love with him?
