Page 83 of Mending Scars

Drew quickly followed behind me. “What are you doing, bro?”

“Something I should have done hours ago. I need to get home to Kaiya.” I pushed the door open before heading out into the warm summer night.

Drew stopped me by grabbing my arm. “You can’t drive. You’ve had too much to drink.”

I pulled my arm out of his grasp, and stumbled backwards. “I need to get home,” I repeated more forcefully.

Drew tried to snatch my keys away, but I pushed him away. “Don’t fuck with me, bro.”

Drew put his hands up and took a step back. “All right, man. Be careful.”

I walked away to my truck without a backwards glance, hoping I could fix the mistake I’d made.

I sped back to my complex, then sprinted up the stairs to our apartment. I fumbled to get the key in the lock as my eyes tried to focus on the knob.

Once I unlocked the door, I stumbled through and almost fell. “Kaiya,” I called out into the dark room.

No response.

It’s almost two in the morning. She’s probably in bed by now, jackass.

“Warrior, I’m sorry,” I apologized as I walked down the hall toward our bedroom.

The door was wide open. “Ky?”

Once I entered, I looked around the empty room, perplexed. Only Brownie lay sleeping in her bed in the corner.

Where is she?

I went into our bathroom and found the same thing. No Kaiya.

Damn it, where could she be?

I took my cell out and dialed her number. Her phone rang a couple of times, then went straight to voicemail.

Fuck.

Worry started to sink in. I tried to think of where Kaiya would go, especially since she was eight months pregnant. Then, the drunken fog lifted and the light bulb in my head went off.

I ran out of my apartment and didn’t stop until I was banging on Kamden’s door. “Hurry the fuck up, Kam! Open the goddamn door!”

The door abruptly opened, and I walked in, not waiting for an invitation. “Is Kaiya here?” I asked as I went down the hall toward her room.

I could hear Kamden’s footsteps behind me. “No. I thought she was with you.”

Shit.

Even though he just told me she wasn’t there, I still went into her room. “What the fuck is going on, Ryker? Where’s Kaiya?”

I turned around to face him and roughly ran my hands through my hair. “I don’t know.” I blew out a frustrated breath. “We got in an argument, and I left. She isn’t answering her phone, and I have no clue where she is. I thought she’d be here.”

Fuck.

Kamden’s lip curled up angrily as he spat his words. “So, you’re telling me that you got in a fight with my pregnant sister, then left her by herself, this late at night?”

“Look, I know I fucked up, but arguing about it isn’t going to help us find her.” I pushed past him to go back to the living room.

Where would she go?

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