Lovett POV
I walked into the road with all that I own which consist of a few clothes, so many bags and shoes.
Ok to precise two clean jeans trousers, four tops, two skirts, three gowns, two pairs of shoes and one bag.
That is all I own, I am so rich yes I am, the money that is left from what uncle gave me to eat as well as what sabbastian just gave me.
Everything put together cannot get me a room apartment in this country, I wish I had friends. I can co-tenant with but I pushed anyone who cared to come close in the past off with attitude.
So here I am on this street; not knowing where to go or who to turn to with all my worldly possession.
My greatest problem is, I did not collect Matt's number the day we met, I was called off in a hurry by that witch, for no just cause.
I remember he wanted to give me his number it would have been easier now, I would have called by now.
How I think someone I met once will be so kind as to help me in this situation; is beyond my imagination.
Only my mind is on an auto replay of "all I need is see him." really I have gone crazy, but I can't blame myself? he said I can count on him if I have any need.
I want to believe he was serious when he gave that invitation because my life now depends on it, I know I have gone mad but believe me I am desperate.
I can't imagine what will happen to me today if I do not get a place to hang my head before the sun goes down. I know it won't be nice
Can you believe I have gone in search of Sabastian before I left the house promising to give him my body if he will let me stay
At first, he has said he does not want damaged goods but then I had made him understand how his father will never descend that low.
He had believed me saying he could understand why his mum had to lie to him
He looked at me and I watched as passion rushed back to his eyes but with the shaking of his head he cleared it off.
"I can't help, really I can't the only friend I have is already fucking her" he spat that out like a bitter drug. "and we are no longer friends I which I have a place I can keep you but I don't"
I saw the sincerity in his eyes, he was truly helpless. I felt dejected all over again.
"Don't you have friends, just think of somewhere today even if it's a hotel I will think of something tomorrow" with that he turned away and I had to leave
I do not want a one night fix, and to be candid I do not trust my cousin that much, he might be torn now but how long till his mum win him over with lies again.
I am better off on my own with brings me back to that guy I met on the street and back to this feeling that all I need is just to see him.
To think of it, I have felt like this once before now, I was much younger then, seven years to be precise.
My dad had gone to work and my mother had gone out on a date.
I was playing with my room keylock and all of a sudden half of the key broke into the lock.
I got frightened when I drew out the broken half and I felt trapped. I screamed but none of the house help came running.
I sat down close to the door and cry afraid that I can't ever get out again nor could my parent get in to help me because I had destroyed their only means of accessing me.
Somewhere deep down in me a voice keep repeating all I need is to put the key back in the lock and turn, after a while, I decided to obey the voice.
I stood up put looked around for half key, I found it under my bed.
Walking back to the door I insert the half key back in the lock and turn, I was relieved to see the lock turned and the door swing open.
I do not need to describe the dance I did a few minutes later, because words will surely fail me.
I walked back to the place I was sitting the day he walked up to me and sat down, my hope is he was out and will soon swing back home.
I remember he said he lives around here, I just wish I do not have to bank so much on a stranger, but guess that's my fat chance
MATT POV
I looked at the edited job once again it is good to go. I have been working on uncle John's video shot for a while now.
I can't believe Uncle John wants me to take up some shot for him God forbid, I wonder if uncle thinks everyone needs their ass up the internet all for making money.
I make enough cash editing this shit I do not need my ass up there for the same cause.
I start the video all over again, men Uncle John is good he had me all hard up just watching this.
The babe is good too allowing him everywhere, he must pay her well for this shit. he slaps her ass and drives in without warning and she mourns out loud.
I watch as he hit her and furious from behind, I placed my hand on my hard member though fully carded in jeans short and stroked it softly.
My mind drifted back to the girl I met at the bus stop on my way back from uncle John's place, she looks so vulnerable and I can't stop thinking of her.
I wish I had her number I would have checked up on her. According to her, she is not in safe hands till her Uncle returned from the hospital.
I had always lingered in that spot a bit longer hoping she comes dancing along but for the past four days no luck.
I lost interest in what I was watching and decided to have an early night, it's just six, but I am so tired.
I have been working hard on Uncle tape my eyes are tired.
I closed the laptop and dragged myself to bed not bothering to undress, I lay in bed closing my eyes, I know sleep will come knocking soon
Fifteen minutes later, I found myself staring at the ceiling, I stood up from bed giving up on sleep, if sleep does not want to come I have a lot of school work to cash up on.
I walked once more to my reading desk and rearranged my books according to reading urgency. I need my coffee.
"A cup of coffee will do this, good," I said out loud and stood up.
I walked to my cabinet at a corner in my room and bring out my cup and coffee beans jar.
I walked to my coffee maker, poured in the number of coffee beans I need and wait for it to brew.
. I poured out the coffee in my mug, walked to my fridge for sugar and milk but I came up with only sugar.
I forgot I have used up the milk this morning and made a mental note to get some when I am out today. if this happens in the morning it will surely mess up my plans
I walked to my closet and change my top to a cleaner causal, then walked out of my closet and my one-room apartment
LOVETT POV
I have been sitting down here for a long time, my leg had gone numb, I have lost every hope of seeing him today.
I am now thinking getting a hotel tonight is my only saving grace, it is better to trust the devil I know than the angel I do not know.
I had the time to think everything through and I have concluded that the best thing to do is seek out a hotel tonight and then Sabastian tomorrow.
If I do not act fast even this little I have will be taken from me on this street. with that conclusion drawn I made an effort to stand up
I called it an effort because my leg refused to cooperate, I knew I have sat for so long but I did not envisage this insubordination from my leg.
I have been feeling sickly for some days now but my state of mind had stopped me from dwelling much on how my body feels.
The way I am feeling now makes me believe that if I do not act fast then my body might not get me to a hotel tonight
I made another effort but landed once again on my flat ass. I can't believe this, but then I thought what do I expect putting my bad on my laps and wishing to stand with that weight and the way I am feeling.
As I put my bag aside to stand I heard "Can I help?" that is his voice if I am not mistaken. I looked up and here he stands I couldn't hide my joy at seeing him though I tried
"Going somewhere?" he asked eyeing my bag.
"Please can I spend some few nights in your place, just enough time to figure out things" he looked at me sceptically "I know this is too much to ask but my uncle is dead"
Something shifted in his eyes and he dragged me into his embrace then step back almost immediately.
are you alright he asked and I nodded? He looked at me essentially but he smiled and then said.
"So sorry about your uncle's death, of course, you are welcome to stay in my house as long as you want but I must warn you it is a one-room apartment and one bed."
I nodded frantically "I can sleep on the floor," I said almost immediately.
"Not on my watch, the ground is always too cold we will share the bed." I do not wish to argue with him.
I know that if I found out he is no girlfriend I won't mind filling that space if only it will secure my stay but to be truthful I like him even though I have no idea why I do.
He finally picked up my bag, with his large hands then helped me up, my leg still felt like jelly making me quickly use him for support.
His hand snake around my waist giving me the support I needed to stand on my feet. he did not realise me but continued his support while lifting my bag to his left shoulder.
"This is surprisingly light for a woman," before I could reply he said "Come let's go settle you at home. have you eaten anything all day?" he asked and I wonder if I was that obvious.
I shook my head and the muter good gracious under his breath as he walked down, I heard him through his words weren't meant for me
He walked me to his house very lowly and in comfortable silence, stopping somewhere to pick up groceries.