His Kitten

Chapter 7

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you" says a older woman. "Who the hell is this?" A young chic with light Brown hair and green eyes rudely asks. "I thought we agreed that when we come over to visit non of your hoes will be here." She says glaring at me. I snuggle into him even more.

He wraps his arm tightly around me and I go back to tracing his arm tattooed. "Who are you." I look up at her. "I'm Bella." She looks at me and smiles. "Great now get of my brothers lap and go home." "I can't Tristan won't let me walk right now." She cross her arms across her chest. "Why" "because of the cut on my thigh the doctor stitched up she said I can't walk for at least today because the stitches could open up." I look back down at his arm and continue tracing his tattoos.

"Ok well ummm can you hop to another room. We have some important family stuff to talk about." I nod and stand up. "I'll be back." He smirks and pulls me down planting a kiss on my lips. "You be good." I smile "I will I'm just going to shower." He nods "you can't get the stitches wet you so you have to cover it. And yell for me if you need anything ok?" I nod "ok" he pulls me down to kiss him again he then kisses my forehead. "I'll see you soon my little kitten." I blush and limp away.

I cover the cut up, get undressed, turn the water on and hop in the shower. I quickly shower and hop out. I wrap myself in a towel and realize I forgot clothes. I hop out of the bathroom and go to step but slip. I fall smashing my head off the bed side table corner. I fall with a loud crash. "Owwww."

Tristan comes running in yelling my name. He stop walking and looks at me. I look down and realize the towel fell off me. I quickly grab it and cover myself up. "I...I'm sorry I just I...I fell and hit my h...head off the corner of the thing." He walks over to me and starts looking at my head. "Are you ok? Is your vision blurry at all. Do you see double of anything." "I'm fine. I just bumped my head." He looks at me with worry. I wrap my arms around him playing with the hair on the back of his head "I'm fine baby I promise." He looks at me and his eyes are filled with hunger.

"Tristan you're family is in the oth...." he smashes his lips on mine about a minute or so later I pull away. "What?" "You're family is here." He nods. "We're finishing this later." I nod "so why are you walking around in a towel." I blush "I...I forgot clothes and I don't have any bras or panties." He smirks. He lifts me up and sets me down on the walk in closet. He hands me a pair of his underwear and one of his shirts. "There problem solved." I giggle "for now."

I get dressed. Tristan lifts me up and carries me out and into the living room. They look at me. "Why are you wearing his clothes." I blush "I don't have a lot of my clothes here. I need to go get some from my house." "Ok." Tristan sits down making me sit on his lap I go back to tracing his tattoos on his arms as they talk. "Don't you agree Bella." I look up at them. "I'm sorry what." She sighs. "You weren't listening." My cheeks go bright red. "I..I'm sorry."

"What were you even doing." I blush "I was tracing his tattoos." "Why?" I blush even more. "Because I like them and it calms me down." "Calms you down?" I nod " I tend to overthink a lot which causes me to freak out over nothing and make my anxiety even worse then it is." "Ohhh." Tristan wraps his arms around me pulling me closer to him. He softly whispers in my ear. "Kitten how come you didn't tell me about your anxiety." I whisper back. " We've been together for 4 days I didn't think about telling you." He nods "ok" and kisses the side of my head.

They talk and I go back to tracing his tattoos. My phone goes off making me jump up. Tristan chuckles. "It's ok I'll get it you stay there." I nod "ok" he comes back holding the phone and looks mad. "Kitten." I look up at him. "Yes." "Who's Alex and why's there a heart next to his name." He shows me the phone. Taylor (Tristan's sister) and his mom look at me no they glare at me.