The Suggs

Chapter 30

The train slows down and everyone stands up. So does Joe and I decide to stand up too. The struggle with standing up before the the train has stopped is when the train actually stops, everyone will almost fall. I try to prepare to hold myself from falling but I'm too stupid to think of grabbing something so, despite my preparation, I still fall, on Joe.

"Hi." He says laughingly when I'm, with my noose, only two inches away from his. I want to get back up but the train hasn't stopped yet and I'm crushing Joe between me and the wall. He laughs and I start apologizing.
"I'm not really good at this." I say laughingly when I finally get back again. What I didn't expected was the train actually stopping and I fall backwards. Joe quickly grabs me by my waist to hold me from falling.

"Thanks." I smile thankful to him. I suddenly realize the train to London is really busy and everyone is looking at us. My cheeks turn a little red by thinking about it and I try to hide it. I see Joe doesn't have a problem with it, what's logic when I think of it, he's used to it.

The older woman, who sat in the seat next to us, keeps on starring at me and Joe, even when I look at her. I quickly look away again and step back from Joe. He lets me go and winks quickly.
"Young love is honestly wonderful." The woman says and walks out of the train.

I notice that it's already cold outside when we step out of the train. I see a lot of creeps walking around. I really dislike being at the station in the dark. All of the men are starring at you, and yeah, I just really dislike it. Joe notices me - looking to the men around me - and he grabs my hand softly. He plays with my fingers a little. "Don't worry." He whispers and I sigh.

He can say that, but who is Joe when one of these men comes to us. Caspar is tall and looks at least way more impressive. "I know, but.." He won't let me finish my sentence and puts his finger on my lips. I stop talking and lean with my head against his chest when he wraps his arm around me.

"Caspar!" We walk into the apartment where every light is turned off. Joe turns on a few lights. "Caspar?!" He screams again and now we hear a reaction from downstairs. "Why are you in your room?" Joe asks. He gestures me so I give my jacket to him. "Why not?" Caspar answers. Joe takes off his jacket too and shakes his head. "Because your girlfriend is here." He jokes and rolls his eyes.
"Now he will come.." He whispers and he was right, Caspar runs upstairs. "Kayla girl!" He screams before he even sees me.

I hug Caspar tight, I'm happy Joe made a joke about it already. Caspar pulls back and so do I. "Did you have dinner already?" Joe asks Caspar who nods his head. I walk back to the couch and sit down next to Joe. I still really like their apartment. He wraps his muscled arm around me. I'm happy that Joe asked me to stay over, this is much better than sitting home alone.

"I think I might go to bed Joe." I unlock my phone to see the time. It's half past eleven. Joe stands up and raises his hand to me. I grab it and he pulls me towards him. He puts his other hand on my lower back and kisses me on my forehead. "We're going to bed already, night Caspar." Joe says to Caspar, who's being unsocial on his phone. "Yeah, night." Joe gently pushes me forward.

We walk downstairs and walk into Joe's bedroom. "Oh I forgot about your bed!" I run to his bed and I jump on it. "You have the best bed ever." I get off his bed and I put my phone on charge. I walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Joe is probably changing already. I look into the mirror and I shake my head. No Kayla, not today. I'm looking around the bathroom to distract myself, when I hear a sound of my or his iPhone. "Is that yours?" I scream to Joe. I almost spit out my toothpaste while talking. I laugh about myself and I hear Joe walking through the room. His bare feet stick a little on the floor.
"Who is Jason?"

I frown and and spit out my toothpaste. "I've no idea." I mention and I clean my toothbrush. The water is so cold when it touches my skin.

"Kayla, don't fuck with me."

Joe sounds really pissed off. "Wow, calm down Joe. Explain it to me before you become mad." I walk to the room and I see Joe standing with my phone in my hands. "I don't think I need to explain this." A pop-up from a message is on my lock screen. "Read it for me please." I say, trying to understand why Joe is so pissed.

"Hiya! I can come around sometimes soon, you were really good that night, my cheeky little kiss princess. Xx Jason. Kayla, don't say you don't know him. Don't lie to me!" Joe's almost shouting at me. "Joe please, let me explain. He isn't.." Joe cuts me off when I am mid sentence. "Did you kiss him or not?" I nod my head. "Yea but.."

"Yeah fun fact, I'm your boyfriend. Surprise! I don't know if you remember that?" I want to explain it all, he was just that boy in the club. I really love Joe and that boy can do what he wants, but not with me.

"Kayla, I thought.. I really didn't expect this from you. Maybe that's why you were afraid to lose me. I see, you used me. I want to say you have to choose between me and that 'Jason' boy, but I'll choose for you." He pushes my phone into my hands and walks out of the room.

I sit down, alone on Joe's bed. I close my eyes and a tear falls down. "Why am I so stupid? I shouldn't have sent Jason my number." I whisper and I put my hands over my face. I lean with my elbows on my knees. Do I need to follow him? I'm scared. Too scared to talk to him again. I imagine how Joe feels and I immediately stand up. This is not about me. Joe is more important now.

I quickly try to stop crying and walk upstairs. "You two are weird." Caspar says without looking up from his phone. "Where is Joe?" I ask and look around. Caspar points to the door. "Outside, somewhere. Just before he left he said I had go with you on the train home, because you don't like stations in the evening, or something. So when you're ready to go home you have to say it to me." I smile. Joe is the best boyfriend someone can ever get. Even now, he wants the best for me. I immediately feel even worse.

"No, I'm not going home before he's back." Caspar shrugs. "Okay. Do you want to tell me what happened? He seemed really pissed off." I tell him about Jason and the message. "Oh well, I see where this went wrong. I hope Joe won't do anything stupid." Caspar says when I'm finished talking. I'm worried about Joe now. I'm afraid he wants to get revenge on me, but I never cheated on Joe. I can't blame him though, he has every reason to be angry at me.

I'm sitting on Joe's bed again. Caspar wanted to go to bed already and he's probably sleeping. Every time I hear a sound I startle but every time it is Caspar or someone outside. And again, I hear something. When I think that it isn't Joe I hear him walking down the stairs. My heart starts beating 50 times as fast. I feel really nervous. For a moment I'm scared he brought a girl with him, but I only hear one person walking. The door opens.

I see Joe standing in de doorway. His face looks really tired and a little surprised by seeing me, but that least for less than a second. His shoulders are hanging and his whole body looks exhausted. I almost run towards him and wraps my arms around his neck. I start crying and I realize how worried I was. He softly wraps his arms around me and let his hands rest on my lower back. I want to squeeze him but I try to keep him alive.

I don't want to talk, I just want him being with me. I want to hug him forever. His hands are barely touch my back. I'm feeling so bad but I'm so happy to have him in my arms again. I slowly pull back a bit. His face is tired and wet from tears.

"Why are you still here?" He finally asks. I hug him again. "I really don't want to lose you. I can explain everything. I was so scared Joe." I whisper in his ear. He pulls back and we walk to the bed. "One thing at the time." I nod and grab his hand. I hold his hand with both of my hands. "Did you.. Do anything stupid?" He shakes his head. "I mean like, things with girls.." I get a lump in my throat by thinking of it. He doesn't say anything for a such a long time that it makes me worried.