Meghan's POV:
He rolled me onto the bed. He stroked his fingers through my hair. A tear dribbled down my cheek. I couldn't help it.
He wiped it away with his thumb and smiled as his eyes started to water.
His hands were on both sides of my head. He leaned down onto my face and kissed me. His tongue tickled mine. I could feel his wet cheek touch mine.
It wasn't right. It didn't feel like it was out of love. It was more from want. Like he didn't want me to leave.
He wasn't himself.
"You should get going," I looked into his now ocean blue eyes.
They may have been red from crying, but they were still beautiful.
"I guess so," He picked up his suit case and slowly walked down the stairs. He stopped by the closet and grabbed his hoodie. I followed him out to his car.
"See you later," he slowly sat in his car and pulled away.
So that's it. No more Joey for a month. I couldn't handle it. I got in my car and slammed the door. I pulled out my phone and dialed as I sobbed.
*Ring*
*Ring*
"Meghan? Are you alright?" she asked.
"No Kalel. I need some drinks."
