Lover

Chapter 15: Repetition

Nicky lays me down gently in my bed, he decided he should stay with me for next couple weeks so he can watch me.
"Thank you." I quietly say as he lays a blanket over me.
"Need anything? Water? Food? Entertainment?" He asks, making me smile.
"No, I'm okay, thank you though." I say. "Go get some rest." I smile patting his leg.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"Yes, you look exhausted." I assure.
He leaves the room making me promise I'd call him if I needed anything. I check my phone seeing it full of texts.
James: Can I come see you?
James: I'm sorry, I shouldn't, you need space.
James: are you okay? Please let me know.
James: Nick isn't answering, can I come see you?
James: Katie please.
James: are you asleep?
James: can you at least see my texts? I'm going crazy.
I see the last text he sent was 20 minutes ago. I toss my phone to the nightstand and close my eyes wanting to take a nap.

"Katherine." I hear not even 5 minutes later. I open my eyes and find James standing in front of me.
"James, what are you doing here?" I ask sitting up painfully slowly.
"I was worried, you weren't answering and Nick wasn't either, I didn't know anything." He says. I want to fight him and tell him to leave but hearing his voice weaver breaks me.
"I'm okay." I say. He nods and I see tears threatening to spill from him.
"I wasn't sure." He says pacing the room.
"Come here." I call with open arms. He doesn't hesitate to take his shoes and jacket off before climbing into bed with me.
"Please just answer me next time." He begs as he rests his head on my chest.
"I will I'm sorry." I say as I stroke his hair to calm him down.

"I can't believe you drove over here to check up on me." I point out.
"Why wouldn't I?" He asks.
"I don't know, I thought you hated me." I quietly confess.
"Why would I hate you?" He asks and his tone makes it seem like he's upset.
"Because of what was said." I explain.
"Katie I adore you." He says taking me by surprise. "I know what I said was not a reflection of that, but when I'm upset when something doesn't go my way I tend to say things just to hurt the other person, I'm just a petty person." He admits.
"It really hurt my feelings." I whisper.
"I know. I'm sorry." He says kissing my cheek.
"I'm still tired." I yawn.
"Let's nap, I cleared my schedule for you." He smiles.
"THE Jimmy G cleared his BUSY schedule for little ol me?" I dramatically ask, making him laugh.
"Anything for THE Katherine BOSA." He says back making me laugh equally as hard.
"Oh that name doesn't ring a bell." I laugh as he moves to cuddle me.
"It means the world to me." He says putting his arm around me pulling me close to his chest.

I close my eyes as he begins to play with my hair in the most gentle way. My phone rings and he's quick to grab it for me. I see my moms face flash on the screen and shut it off.
"You're not going to get that?" He asks.
"No, she's just going to call me like a whore or something and tell me to be a more cautious driver."
"Oh baby I don't think—"
I shut him when a text comes in.
Mother: Nick told me you were in a car accident, pay more attention. And as for the miscarriage pray for yourself and use a condom next time. Feel better.
"Wow, at least she said to feel better."
"Oh she didn't mean it like that, it's her telling me what to do."
"I'd ask if I can take you home, my mom could make you food, but I don't know if you'd be comfortable going out right now."
"I don't think that'd be a good idea." I say.
"Why not?"
"I don't know, we were married and now we're not and now we just lost a child." I point out.
"My ma would love to have you over."
"I don't know. I think it's too much too soon." I shrug before nodding off to sleep.

"You're as smooth of Tennessee whiskey." I hear someone say. "You're as sweet as strawberry wine you're as warm as a glass of Brandy and honey I stay stoned on your love all the time." Holy shit it's Jimmy. He's singing....to me?!? What the hell? "Cause there's nothing like your love to get me high." He continues.
He stops and I let out an audible whine.
"You were supposed to be asleep." He smiles looking down at me. "Now I'm embarrassed." He blushes.
"That's a beautiful song." I say reaching up to pinch his cheek gently. He shakes his head amusingly before putting his hand over mine on his cheek.
"You really scared me, all of us really, but for a second I thought I might not get to feel you again." He sighs as he closes his eyes. "To feel you feel me, baby there's no other feeling I'll ever crave more."
His words leave me speechless and I feel like I can't tell him anything more perfect than that.
"Ditto." I say out of panic when I feel like I'm taking too long. "You know what I mean." I say before getting flustered.
"What?" He smirks.
"Don't look at me like that." I shyly respond moving his head to the side.
"Like how?" He asks reaching up to hold my hands in his.
"I don't know how to explain it." I shrug.
"I think I know." He smiles before he begins to lean in. I go to meet him halfway when his phone rings. Our foreheads rest in each other and he sighs before pulling the phone up to his face.
"Hello?" He answers.
"Where you? I've been knocking for 10 minutes." I hear a woman say. Who the fuck is that? I look up and he looks like a deer in headlights. "Baby?" I hear her ask. He hangs up and I slowly sit up.
"Katheri—"
"You cleared your schedule for me?" I ask. "I think you forgot to clear hers too."
"Katherine I can explain." He says.
"I think you should go James." I sadly say.
"Bu-"
"Just go." I beg wanting him out of my bed. "Don't want to keep her waiting." I say as he puts his shoes on. "Every time I think I can trust you." I sigh out of frustration. "You just keep showing me who you really are."
"I'm sorry." He says. "Can I just stay? Please, I swear I had told her I didn't want to fuck with her anymore, she just always does this."
"No." I say when he tries to hold my hand.
"I don't want anyone else." He swears. "It's always you." He says kissing my forehead.
"I want to believe you, but I know better. I've learned from my mistakes."
"But I'm not a mistake."
"Then why does it always feel like you are?" I question and he can't give me a straight answer, which says a lot.