ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪-ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖

𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒕. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏

Okay. Okay. There's no need to be nervous. You're just going to see the love of your life after almost a year of ghosting him.

No need to be scared.

"Maya, we've been on the phone ever since you left the cafe. Go inside the man's apartment," Angela groans.

I roll my eyes. "You act like you got shit to do, Angela."

She rolls her eyes back. "I need a nap Maya and you need to go get your bae. Step inside the fucking apartment complex."

I scoff. "There's no need to be so aggressive."

Angela laughs, and then she sighs. "Maya, I have seen firsthand the love between you and Kol. The connection you guys had was part of the reason why I pursued a relationship with Leo and why I fought so hard."

I give her a half-smile. She continues. "I could see how crazy you were about him, but you wouldn't let yourself feel. I could see how much he loved you even early on. He definitely fell earlier than he let on. I'm not going to sugarcoat it, yeah, he's going to be pissed. He poured out his heart and you ghosted him. Kol may not even hear you out, but you'll regret it if you know you never even tried."

I ponder her words and then finally give her a nod. "Okay. I'll go in."

She gives another encouraging word and we hang up. I let out a deep breath. I grab the gift bag full of Kol's favorite things and I leave the car.

There's no need to be nervous. I only need to breathe. It's going to be okay. Either I'll be with the guy of my dreams or get the door slammed in my face.

No, don't do that, Maya. Positive thoughts. My mind drifts back to one night I spent at Kol's house. The moment when I knew I had feelings for Kol, but tried to fight them.

"Kol, you seriously need to buy smaller clothes," I say, walking to the kitchen.

"Why would I buy something smaller than my size?" he calls from the kitchen.

When I make it to the kitchen, I jump up and position myself on the counter and smile at him. "For me, duh."

He walks over to me and rests one hand on my thigh and the other one on the counter. He gives my thigh a tiny squeeze. "Or maybe you can just leave your stuff here. You're here all the time anyway?"

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer. "I will if you agree to do one tiny thing for me."

"I already told you I'm not watching the Twilight Saga with you," he says. I gasp and push him away. He doesn't move.

"Why not? Don't you like me?" He rolls his eyes. "Yes, I like you."

"Don't you think I'm pretty?" I beam. He smiles in response. "I think you're very pretty."

"Don't you think I'm smart?" I ask. At this point, I was fishing for compliments and Kol knew it.

"My sister made me watch the first movie when I was 14. It gave me nightmares and not because it was scary. Why was Bella so fidgety? Why do you even like this?"

"I watch it for the comedy. It's funny because it's not supposed to be," I whine. He squeezes my thigh again.

"Please don't make me, sweetheart. I mean, it's 5 movies. How did they manage to make 5 movies?" he groans.

I pout and give him my best puppy-dog eyes. Not my finest moment, but Kol gives in. "I knew you would give in," I tease.

"Of course I did. I would do anything for you. Even something as ridiculous as watching Twilight," he says. "Go put on the movie, I'll make the popcorn."

I don't immediately move. I internalize his words. I would do anything for you. They brought up feelings that I've had before with Kol. I realized what they were but I was too afraid to admit it. They were feelings I haven't had in a long ass time.

I liked Kol.

I let out a deep breath before entering the apartment building. "Maya, my dear! I haven't seen you in forever. I thought you and Kol broke up," a voice says. I turn to the counter and see Meredith wobbling over to me.

She embraces me in a hug and I return the favor. "I missed you coming over here. You're the only good conversation I had in this place. It's filled with nothing, but ungrateful brats. You were like a ray of sunshine."

I smile and then it falls at my response. "Sorry, Mer. Kol and I hit a little rough patch."

She tsks. "Now, now, dear. You and Kol were in love. The way he lit up when he talked about you was amazing. It reminded me of my late Charles. You'll get back together again."

I smile small. "One can only hope."

After a few minutes of speaking, I leave her and head into the elevator. I press his floor button. I suck in a massive amount of oxygen and breathe it out.

Anxiety spikes up when the elevator starts to move. Another memory pops in.

"I just got here and I already miss you. Sleeping in a bed alone is kind of weird after all this time," I whine, falling back into my bed.

It's the first day of being back in Arizona for Christmas break. "Clingy," Kol teases. I roll my eyes.

"Funny. Don't act like you haven't been moping around all day missing your sweetheart,"  I sing.

Kol chuckles and the deep voice shoots down to my clit. It had been a while since I'd had a little action.

"Sounds like you're projecting, sweetheart. You already admitted that you missed me," he adds.

"And you don't miss me?" I retort. My feelings were getting a little hurt. "Of course, I miss you, baby. My family's great and all, but their company doesn't compare to yours," he whispers.

"Mhm," I muse. "Prove it."

"Should I fly down to Arizona and prove just how much I miss you?" he whispers. I can hear the suggestiveness in his voice. I would love for him to prove it.

"Flying down here would be a bit much. Maybe...we can try Facetime?" I suggest.

The elevator stops and opens on Kol's floor. I inhale and exhale multiple times before stepping off the elevator.

My body was practically shaking. My hands shake slightly as I lightly knock on the door. I wait a few moments. Maybe I should knock a little louder.

As I was about to knock again, the door swung open. My anticipated face dies down when a beautiful, light skin, curly-haired, girl stands in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her body.

I stand there speechless. Did Kol move? I looked into the small crack of the apartment. It still had his furniture.

"Uh...um...I w-was..." My words die down at his voice.

"Neveah, who's at the door?" He comes up behind her, grabbing the door. When our eyes meet, my breath hitches and I feel like I can't breathe.

His jaw is slightly slacked and his mouth is slightly open. His eyes were wide. But, his face held no emotion. No sadness, guilt, anger, or happiness.

Nothing.

I back away slightly and stumble into a person passing by. I run to the elevator when my senses finally come back.

I hurriedly press the first-floor button. My face became hot and tears started streaming down my face.

I fall down to the floor and clutch my knees to my chest. I silently cry into my lap.

It wasn't the fact that he had probably moved on. Or the fact that he had a girl in his apartment or the fact that she was in a fucking towel.

It was the fact that he didn't chase me.

He didn't want to chase me.

We were done.

End of Chapter-Nine

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