Perfect Fate ✔

9. I Promise You and I

Him..

I woke up with the sun filling the room. I yawned as I sat up properly.

"I'm never sleeping on the floor again." I groaned.

Pussy.

I stretched a little, looking over at the bed only to find it empty and cleaned. My heart dropped to my stomach as I instantly got up. I went outside and Jake was still sleeping. I checked the kitchen, the bathroom, the balcony, the office and even the hall outside, but she was nowhere to be found.

Where is she?

"Jake, wake up." I headed back to the bedroom.

"I'm up. Good morning." He yawned, rubbing his eye before getting up and following me.

Where the hell did she go?!

"Where is she?" He asked when he noticed no sign of her at all.

"She left." I stated quietly, holding a stupid paper in my hand.

"Already? Where?" He asked and I handed him the note.

I feel every single thing there is to feel right now. I feel angry that she left. I feel mad at her for not waking me up. I feel sorry for everything she has been through even if I don't know the whole story. I feel happy that she smiled because of me. I feel relieved that she wasn't heartbroken anymore and believed that she will be okay.

I feel thankful for the night she spent in my bed. I feel like I need to see her again because somehow I already miss her. I feel my heart aching at the idea of never seeing her again. I feel both proud and relieved that I wasn't the only one affected by last night, and that she too thought we had something, no matter how little it was. I feel everything, but mostly I feel overwhelmed.

I don't know what to think or which feeling to focus on. I just wish she hadn't left. I didn't see her for one last time, to try and memorize those big beautiful eyes that I'm suddenly so fond of. I didn't hear her story, or help fix the issue at all. I don't even know her fucking name! All I got is 'E'.

"She left you something?" Jake's voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

"A massage cream for my sore back." I handed him the cream. I heard Jake's chuckle and to be honest I couldn't help but chuckle myself.

"She's something else." He stated in amusement.

"She left without saying goodbye. She didn't even tell me her fucking name, just a goddamn initial. What am I supposed to do with that?" I ran a hand through my hair, trying to focus and find a solution.

"You don't know her name?" He asked and I shook my head. "Dude, you need to tell me the whole story."

"She shouldn't have left." I started pacing the floor. "She should have woken me up. I wouldn't have let her go that easily. I would have at least made sure that I will see her again. I don't even have a name!" My anger was showing and I didn't care.

"Dean, calm down and tell me the whole thing. Maybe we will be able to figure this out." Jake had always been the reasonable one. I sat down on the bed and told him everything that had happened from the second I hung up with him and dad till the second he got here.

"Wow. And you didn't once ask her for her name?" He frowned as I shook my head again.

Why the hell didn't I ask?

When I remembered everything that happened last night I found myself missing her more than I had ever missed a woman.

And right now I don't even care about figuring out why that is, all I care about is finding her.

"You're smiling." Jake stated.

"What did she do to me? She has this effect on me that I can't understand." I shrugged. "I mean, don't get me wrong, she's a handful. She's annoying, sometimes aggressive, naive, gullible, careless, provocative, tempting, cute, sexy, adorable, seductive, kind and unique, all fucking together." I said, my eyes fixed on the door, wishing she would suddenly walk back in.

"Yet right now, she's everything I want. I want her. I want to see her again, to hear her voice, to argue with her, to make her laugh, to be there when she cries again, to hug her, to kiss her, to make her heart pound, to take her on my bed, to make her giggle, to look out for her, to take care of her. I want anything and everything she'd give me. I want her to be mine, and only mine."

As crazy as that fucking is...

"Man, you are in big shit! What the hell did she do to you? You're head over heels, dude. I have never seen you like this before." His eyes widened like I had never seen them before as he shook his head.

"There were a lot of things that I had never been or had never felt before last night." I smiled.

"Right. Speaking of that matter, did you really sleep on the floor? You had never slept on the floor before." He laughed in amusement.

"What am I gonna do?" I asked, joking aside.

"Apply the cream?" He laughed again, handing me the cream. I smiled when I saw the cream and remembered the P.S. at the end of the note. I found myself chuckling again.

"Hold on," Jake leaned over to the night stand then held up an empty picture frame. "She took your picture." He stated with an amused smile and I felt my heart getting warmer in a second. "Which one was that?" He asked.

"The one you took in the office last month." I reminded him.

"Yeah, that's a good one." He flaunted.

"What am I going to do, Jake?" I asked again with a sigh.

I fucking need her. What the fuck is happening to me?

"I don't know, man. I'm really sorry." He shook his head.

"I need to find her." I stood up and so did he.

"No, wait. I know how you feel, man, but you don't have a clue who she is or where she lives. You should wait till she comes along." He reasoned.

"And what if she doesn't?" I frowned.

"Then you're just not meant to be, brother." That shut me up for a second.

No. Not without a fight. I've never felt this way before. This means something and I know it.

"No. I'm not gonna give up that easily. I will find her and this time I'll make sure never to let her leave again." I promised.

"Boy, you have fallen, haven't you?" He looked as shocked as I felt. I didn't answer because I honestly didn't know.

"Okay, look, now we really need to get going because we have a meeting in less than an hour, but once we finish we can go look for her wherever you want, okay?" He asked.

"What meeting?" I frowned.

"A meeting with Mr. Sean. Max insisted that it would be today, instead of tomorrow since you have the interviews for your executive assistant tomorrow morning." He reminded me.

"Oh, right. Okay, but once we finish--" I started.

"We'll go look for her, I promise." He finished.

"Thank you, Jake." I smiled briefly at my best friend.

"Don't mention it, cousin." He patted my shoulder.

I will find her. I will not let her go again. And I will make sure she becomes mine.

And with those promises I took a shower before Jake and I changed and hurriedly left for work.