Chapter 47
1268words
I know this is wrong, I shouldn't be doing this, I'm supposed to trust Brandon but with what Jonathan said and how he's been acting lately, I'm sure he's hiding something.
I call Lydia and ask for Anna's phone number.
"Hello?" She picks up on the first ring.
"Hi Lydia, this is Kimberly."
"Oh, hi Kimberly, how've you been doing?" she says with a tired voice.
I look at the time and it's 9pm, so that means she must be asleep.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry I woke you, I totally forgot about the time."
"No, it's fine." There's shuffling in the background. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm actually planning a surprise for my mom and was wondering if you could give me Anna's number?"
"Oh, sure, I'll send it to you right away."
"Thanks."
I hang up.
Anna is Brandon's cousin's girlfriend, Brent, who he said he was going to visit in New York. She's one of the most famous event planners in New York.
A message from Lydia with her number reaches me and I call her.
"Hi Anna, it's Kimberly, Bran's fiancée, I was planning on coming to new York and hoping you,Brent,Bran and i could go out? I wanted to surprise him by showing up there?"
"Uhmm, Bran is in New York? I didn't know that."
When I texted him earlier,he said he was out with Brent and Anna."
My heartbeat starts to race.
"Yeah,he actually left yesterday, well, maybe he was busy and he'll reach out tomorrow."
"Oh, maybe, I'll call him for a meetup, I'd love a double date."
"You know what? He just texted me that he cancelled New York short, I'll let you know when we can come over."
"Sure, I forward look to that."
"And, please don't tell him or Brent that I called, I'll save the surprise for next time."
"Sure!"
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight Kim."
I hang up and place the phone on the couch, standing, I run my hands through my hair. Then another thought comes to mind, I pick up the phone and call Brandon.
He picks up and I hear the sound of a door closing in the background.
"Hey baby, is everything okay?"
Why is everyone asking me that?
"Yeah, I just..I just miss you and wanted to check up on you."
"I miss you too, sorry I didn't call you today, I was taking care of something."
"With Brent?"
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"When are you coming back?"
"Tomorrow."
"Okay.." my eyes start to water and I blink back the tears.
"I have to go, get some rest, I'll call you when I start off tomorrow."
"Sure, goodnight."
I hang up and sit on the couch, placing my hand on the left side of my chest.
He's lying to me, why the hell is he lying to me?
* *The Next Day* *
There's noise coming from downstairs, I must have overslept because I slept late last night, all I could think about was what Brandon had been up to.
The girls are moving out today, they decided to rent an apartment in order to have some privacy.
"Good morning sleepy head," Nao smiles at me.
"Good morning," I stretch.
I wash up, throw on a hoodie and jeans, tie my hair up in a messy bun then start with help w the packing.
I hear the sound of a car parking outside, I peek out the window and see Jonathan stepping down from his truck. A few minutes later, Lenny and Michael show up and help us with carrying the boxes to the car.
"Are you okay?"
I turn and find Lenny watching me closely.
"Yeah, I'm okay," I smile and walk back to the house.
After loading everything, we hop in Lenny's car.
The apartment is very spacious and colourful, it's not small but it's bug enough to accommodate about three girls.
The guys help with setting up the beds and the sofas that were just from being delivered by a furnishing shop the girls ordered from, after that, they leave.
After we all take our baths, we settle down and order pizza.
"This was such a long day," Sam yawns.
"I think we should stretch out some muscles," Nao sits up. "Let's go out."
"I don't think I can handle going out tonight," I say.
"Oh come on.." she insists but I shake my head. "Fine, don't die of boredom, if you decide to change your mind, call us and we'll send you a cab."
I nod.
An hour later, I'm alone in the sitting room, eating ice cream and watching a movie.
A message comes through on my phone and it's a picture from Sam with a text.
Sam: Still haven't changed your mind?
I smile.
Me: No.
Sam: Fine, what a bore!
I check the time and it's 9pm, Bran was supposed to be here already, i call and his phone is off.
Getting extremely bored, I quickly change into another pair of jeans and a t-shirt, then I'm out the door.
In about twenty minutes, I'm at the bar, i push my way through the crowd and spot Sam and Nao at a table in corner.
"Finally," Sam smiles. "Here, have a shot."
"No thanks," I shake my head.
"Come on Kim, you can't just come to a bar and not drink."
I take it and wince.
"That's too strong," I clear my throat.
"That's because it does the job faster," she smiles.
After another hour, I check my phone but see no text from Brandon, I put it on silent and decide to just drink and dance it out.
* *Morning* *
I feel a hand brushing my cheek, my eyes slowly open and I find Brandon watching me. I look around and I'm at our apartment, all I remember is dancing and then puking my guts out, after that, it's all blank.
"How did I get here?"
"I picked you up last night," he says.
"Picked me up?" I frown.
"I called Sam to find out if you were with her,since you weren't picking up my calls and she told me where you were."
I place a hand on my forehead, my head is pounding and my throat feels dry.
"Wash up, I'll make you breakfast," he leaves the room.
I sigh and briefly close my eyes, then I get off the bed and head to the bathroom.
Bran is almost done with making breakfast, I head to the fridge and pour myself some juice,then I sit on a stool at the kitchen island and take a sip.
Bran turns around and places a plate with bacon and eggs in front of me then grabs and apple.
"You're not having breakfast?"
"No, I'm good."
I focus on eating and praying that this time, he tells me the truth.
"How was your trip?"
"It was good, Brent passes his regards."
"How's Anna doing?" I meet his eyes, he takes a bite from the apple and answers without any show of hesitation or nervousness.
"She's okay,still running around with event plannings."
I tell myself to remain calm but the taste of food suddenly feels tasteless. If he can look into my eyes and easily lie just like that, then what other lies has he told me in the past? How many things has he lied to me about?
"That's great."
I get off the stool, losing my appetite.
"I should go, I'm running late."
"I'll pick you up later?"
I turn around.
"It's okay, a friend already offered to give me a ride."
I force a smile.
