Loving You

Chapter Nineteen

19- I love you

CADEN'S POV

     My head is killing me. I don't remeber much from yesterday but I could remember that I mixed whiskey with vodka and beer. Not a good combination I suppose. I took a look around me and I'm in my matterss but in the shower. How did I get here? I took it out and showered, brushed my teeth and got dressed. Thank God I always have spare clothes on my bathroom cabinet.

     I entered my room and it was a mess. What the hell happened yesterday? I walked towards my door, well avoided stepping on clothes, glass or broken furniture. I made it downstairs and everyone was looking at everyone but silent. Like they were deep in thought.

"What the hell happened yesterday guys?" I asked and everyone ignored me.

     I sighed and went to the kitchen to eat something. Even the kitchen was a mess. This looks like a me situation and it isn't the first time I black out from drinking too much. I started to clean a little when I remembered Athena. She was crying but I don't know why. I grabbed my car keys and went to my house.

     When I got there, I felt dread in the pit of my stomach but I still can't pin point why. I got inside and my painting and photos of Athena were the first things I saw. If someone saw this, they'll call me a stalker, an obsessive man or even a psycho but I call it art. I'm addicted to her. I'm making a mural about her with a thousand photos of her. I always take 10 to 20 photos when I'm with her, she never notices but I never show mu camera to her. I'm sure she'll freak too if she sees this.

     I was about to start painting when I remember last night. It night me like a roller coaster and I widened my eyes and felt my stomach give out when I remembered what I told her. I said so many hurtful things to her that she never deserved because it was my fault, not hers and she even took the blame too. I remember her cussing and it made me take a deep breath because she might have been pissed to do it and I just called her names, even a whore.

     I grabbed my phone and called her, she didn't answer so I called her again, and again, and a fourth time but she never pick up the phone. I told myself to paint a little because she might be angry to answer me so I did. I finished the painting because now that I've seen her body, I can complete it and it was a masterpiece I called "Addicted to you".

     I was about to start doing the mural when my phone rang. It was Paige. I ignored it but she was annoyingly calling over and over. I answered because she was driving me insane.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Where are you?" She said and her voice was rough like she'd been crying.

"In the house" I said.

"I'm in the frat and you're not here" I sighed.

"I'm in my house" I corrected myself.

"Don't go anywhere, I'm on my way" she said and before I tell her to not come she hung up.

     Why is she so annoying? I waited for her annoying ass to arrive but when she did, she wasn't alone. That gay guy was with her too. Why are they here?

     I went outside and when he saw me, hia nostrils flared and stalked towards me.

"Why are you he-" I started but he interrupted me.

"I'm going to fucking kill you motherfucker" he snapped and punched me. Hard.

"Peter, stop" Paige said and pulled him, Peter back.

"Let me kill him, he deserves it" he punched me again and I threw one at him too. Hitting him on his left cheek.

     He threw himself back at me and we both fell to the ground. How dare he come to my house and assault me?