Soul Sold

Chapter 7. Worrying

~Colt~

My head was pounding and my eyes where foggy. I looked around and caught sight of Roman sitting on the bed with my computer in his lap.

I smiled over at him and snugged into his side. I expected for him to at least say something but nothing came. He didn't even tear his eyes from the screen. His typing only paused for a second before it picked back up.

I groaned. My head hurt and I couldn't remember what had happened the night before. All I knew is that my devil boyfriend refused to talk to me. He refused to even look at me.

What could I have done so bad to deserve this?

I sighed and felt like I was going to throw up. I quickly tried to jump from the bed but I got stuck in the covers. Roman quickly came to my rescue and quickly took me to the bathroom so I could puke. I quickly did and rested my arms on the seat placing my head on my right arm.

I heard Roman get up and I wanted to cry. This has happened before. Just a different year and different guy.

I closed my eyes and was about to cry when I heard his voice. The voice that made my heart fly and sputter.

"Here."

It may have been only one word but it was better then nothing. I lifted my head and with shaky hands grabbed the cup of water and took a drink. He sighed and flushed the toilet before coming back down beside me. He even let me lean on him but he didn't say anything.

After he was sure I wasn't going to puke again he picked me up and carried me back to the bedroom and to the bed. I snuggled into the covers and sighed happily when he grabbed me and held me.

Once again though he said nothing.

"Roman. Are you mad at me?"

I didn't get a reply just held a little tighter but only for a second. I grabbed the nearest pillow and started to whimper and cry.

Then I all came rushing back.

"Alex?"

The house was apartment was dark and quite.

"Honey?"

Nothing. I finally found him in our shared room and made my way over to him smiling.

"How was your day?"

Nothing.

He didn't talk to me later. He didn't say anything that night at dinner.

It continued like this for a few more days. Then finally after 4 days of this he started talking to me again.

But it wasn't what I wanted to hear.

"Hey Colt?"

I looked up from the couch, "Ya Lex?"

"I'm breaking up with you."

I felt my throat go dry.

"What? Why?"

He gave me a look, "Do I need a reason. I'm breaking up with you. I don't need a reason."

I nodded and cried as soon as he left. He had everything packed and ready to go. Everything. All ready. To just up and leave.

Mama had called not long after he left and asked if we were coming for dinner. I told her that we had recently broken up but I would still be coming over.

All with a cheerful voice.

Roman's arms wrapping around me tighter woke me from my thoughts. I looked at him tears still flowing freely.