Chapter 125: Hurt/Comfort
Kenny
My hands kept shaking throughout the ride home and that irritated me so much. I hated that after all this time, my stupid ex still had control over my emotions. It made me feel less and extremely weak. Why did I let him fuck up my emotions in the little minutes we spent together whereby I ignored him throughout? My heart was pounding against my ribs and I felt sickened to the core but I refused to pull out of the road in order to try getting myself together because that’s only gonna mean that I was acknowledging that my ex affected me this much.
I tried my best to shove thoughts of my ex away and concentrated on drinking back home successfully, and I let out a relieved sigh on pulling up at home. I remained in the car even after killing the engine; trying to collect all my emotions together. I remained in the same position for about five minutes before alighting the car and that’s when I noticed Rory’s car in the driveway. I frowned in confusion because he wasn’t supposed to be home yet. He told me he was going to meet up with Raya today and stop by one of his stores to run over some things before returning in the evening, so I was surprised to see his car out there. I wasn’t surprised to not see Jason’s car anywhere. He had an important meeting today and wouldn’t return till nighttime.
I dragged my hand over my face, feeling beyond drained. I’d like nothing more than to fall in bed and go straight to sleep, it would be preferable if I’d be cuddled against a warm body when that happens. Perhaps I can get Rory to cuddle me this afternoon, I thought to myself as I made my way into the house.
To my horror, right in the hallway was Rory collapsed on the ground.
I stared at the ground in confusion, unable to believe my eyes. Did he choose to sleep here or did he trip? I fell to my knees and shook him, and then I began to panic when he didn’t wake up. My heart lurched into my throat as I hurried into the kitchen for some water which I sprinkled over his face. He sneezed shortly after that, eyes wide as it darted around. I pressed my hand against his forehead, it felt normal, which meant he hadn’t lost consciousness because of a sudden sickness, I’m guessing.
"What happened?" I questioned as I helped him into a sitting position. He gripped my hand tight and pressed his face against my throat, clearly needing comforting first. I slipped my hands underneath him and picked him up, heading straight for the sitting room where I sank down with him draped over my laps, his head against my shoulder, nose digging into my scent gland. His scent was also calming me down at the same time and my heart rate had finally slowed down since I ran into my ex.
"Remember my betrothed?" He suddenly asked and I blinked before it all returned into my head and I nodded, stroking his back soothingly.
"The one who cheated on you with your sister, right?" I asked and he nodded as he pulled out of my neck. I exhaled long and hard just as he continued.