𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒 (𝟏𝟖+)

TWENTY T H R E E

JULIET
I sat in the passenger seat as Demetrius drove us to the airport. I didn't look at him, staring out at the window.

He wore his usual casual outfit. A tight fitted black shirt, light washed black jeans, black converse.His tattoos peaked out of his shirt, making my mouth water. He's perfect.

"Are you okay?" Demetrius asked, and I nodded.

"Just nervous."

"Nothing to be nervous about."

"I just want to see Rocio."

"I know you do." He said as he set his hand on my thigh.

"Im going to miss you so much." He said, and I looked at him. His eyes, now they looked so dark.

We're they always this dark?

"I'm going to miss you too."

"Really?" He asked, and I looked at him.

"Always." I responded, and he gave my thigh a light squeeze. We pulled up, and I looked at him.

"I'll take my own bags." I said and he chuckled at me.

"No, you're not." He said and got out. I let out a shaky breath as I got out as well. He grabbed my two bags, as I was staying for two weeks.

He rolled them both though the airport, and we got to the private jet section.

We got out of the airport, and I saw Demetrius's private jet. He gave my bags to someone, and I watched as two people walked them to the jet.

He turned to me, and grabbed onto me.

"Stay safe. You will message me as soon you get to New York City." He said, wrapping his hands around my waist.

"I will." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I will miss you so much." He said, and leaned in, kissing me. I pulled away after a couple seconds, watching him.

"Goodbye." I said as I walked to the jet. I got onto the steps, and walked on.

I got to the first seat, and looked out onto the window, seeing him watching. He gave me a little wave, and I smiled. The plane started moving, and I got myself comfortable.

DEMETRIUS
I watched as the airplane slowly flew away.

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

She said Rocio has issues. Which is fine, I respect that. It's none of my business.

But she was different.

She couldn't look me in the eye. For some reason. She seemed very tense.

This was also after her lunch break. Something happened on that lunch break. I needed to find out what.

I went home, seeing the Honda in the garage.

She didn't know this, but all cars are tracked, and I have a tracker on hers. I connected my phone to her tracker, and got all her car directions.

Her last drive, before driving back to work, was to a restaurant. I had no clue where this restaurant was, so I drove there with her tracker.

My mind was racing. I don't know what happened. But my mind was made up, I knew this wasn't a Rocio thing.

It was a me thing. She needed to get away from me. I don't know why, but I needed to find out. And then I'll have to fly to New York City.

JULIET
I looked around, waiting for Rocio, and I saw her. An attendant was holding my bags (courtesy of Demetrius) and I couldn't help but run to her. I hugged her hard.