𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝑵𝒊𝒏𝒆 "𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒊𝒎"

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𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒊𝒎

𝑱 𝑨 𝒀 𝑳 𝑬 𝑬 𝑵

When I make it back to my apartment I instantly feel the emphasis. At the same time I want to feel the pain. I don't know what's wrong with me. I take off my sweater and feel the instant coldness.

I wonder what Kai is doing.. I miss him so much. I just feel so betrayed. Why wouldn't he tell me? It's my father.. I check the time and it's already five.. I guess I'll eat. I'm not really hungry but I have to eat.

I decide to order myself some Chinese food, wait time is about an hour or so. I hear a faint knock.. That was fast? I go to open the door and see Jed. He was in a red short sleeve with the Stanford logo in the middle along with black sweats. His arm tattoo is fully showed.

"What are you doing here?", I ask confused.

"Just wanted to check up on you", he gives a small smile.

Should I let him in? I mean he is my neighbor.. "I just ordered Chinese.. You wanna come in?", I ask opening the door slightly wider.

"Sure, thanks", he smiles slipping past me. My apartment was nothing too special. I had a hallway leading into the living room and attached kitchen, along with a small dinner table. Another hallway leading to my room. There is another den that I just use for boxes and other things I don't know what do with. Two bathrooms, which is nice so guests don't have to use mine. Thankfully there is a washer and dryer room along the first hall that leads to the living room. "Wow you have a nice place", he smiles looking around. He smiles a lot.

"I mean I'm sure it's just like yours", I shrug following along as his eyes wonder around my place.

"Not really", he shrugs. "So are you okay", he asks putting his hands in his pockets.

"I mean yeah? Why wouldn't I be?", I question.

"I don't know.. Today you seemed sad or.. I don't know", he shrugs with a sigh.

"Would you believe First day jitters?", I smile amused. That's sweet he was thinking about me.

"Nope", he gives a soft smile.

"Come sit", I say as I walk to the navel blue couch. He follows close behind. 

"So what's on your mind?", he asks curiously.

"Why do care so much?", I say a little uncomfortable.

"I mean.. I told you I am really good at reading people and you are basically screaming sadness or..", but he stops himself.

"If your the master reader.. You tell me what's wrong with me", I hum looking away.

"I can't read minds or anything Jayleen..", he laughs lightly.

"Try", I insist.

"Okay.. Your body language shows guarded.. Like you just got hurt.. Heartbroken even.. but the way you present yourself.. It isn't by a lover.. It goes deeper than that. The way you speak it's like the pain is still present like it was recent", he says and my heart beats faster and faster.. Am I that easy to read.. How can someone that just met me know this about me? "My education guess.. Is you lost someone very close to you. Parent figure.. And seeing as you don't have a single photo hung on the walls.. My guess is you were raised by a single parent.. So you lost your only parent", he fully states then goes quite like he didn't just read the entire Jayleen book. "So I read Grief".

"How.. how do you know all that?", I ask feeling hurt all over again.

"Like I said.. I'm pretty good at what I do. I mean I'm just a first year but I started college two years late so I've had more experience then you know", he shrugs then turns away from me. I look him up and down.. This guy I barely know.. Knows he better than anyone..

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