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I turned back to my father.
"What the hell was that?" I said my face burning red with anger.
"I acted fine, calm down, people are starting to stare." He said calmly, a fake smile plastered on his face.
"I could care less if people stare. Do you and Mr. Castle have a bad history?"
"We will talk about this later." He said turning. I grabbed his arm with such pressure, he cringed.
"No. You're going to tell me now." I commanded through my teeth.
He stepped into my space and muttered under his breath, "Not in front of your mother."
I turned and raced up the stairs. I took the elevator down to the lobby. Walking out, I noticed it had started to ran. How poetic. I got in a waiting town car and gave him an address. I sat there with my hands in my head. I hung my head down staring at the floor of the car, running my hands over my hair finishing at my neck.
"Tough night, kid?"
"Yea, you could say that."
"Well, I hope it gets better." The elderly driver vocalized as he pulled to my stop.
I opened the car door and handed him the money, "Thanks. Have a nice night."
I stepped out onto the busy SoHo street. The only people who inhabited the city at this time of night were drunks and people returning from late-night parties. I whipped out my phone and called the only person I wanted to talk to in this moment.
"Hello?" She said sadly. I sensed that she had been crying.
"Hey. I'm outside your loft. Can I come up?"
"My dad and Kate are talking in the living room. My grams stayed at the party."
"Ok…"
"But, I have a fire escape outside my window."
"Where?"
"Twelfth floor, around the left side of the building."
"I'll be up in a second." I said hanging up my phone, running around the side of the building.
I spotted the fire escape and I started to climb the ladder. Approaching the twelfth floor, I saw that she had opened her window. I climbed inside her bedroom and she latched onto me for dear life.
"Hey…hey…are you ok?" I said embracing he back, starting to rub her back.
She pulled back and looked up at me. Her eyes were puffy from crying. Red streaks ran down her face.
"I'm a mess." She said looking down.
"You might be a mess but, you are my beautiful mess."
"Hold me?" She said as she started slipping back into crying mode.
"Yea." I said taking of my jacket laying it on her desk chair. I also loosened the bow tie and unbuttoned the first three buttons.
"Will you unzip my dress?" She asked as she saw me getting comfortable.
"Yeah." I approached her and moved her hair out of the way, my fingertips brushing against her neck. I slowly unzipped her and she walked over to her bathroom, closing the door.
I took the moment to walk around her bedroom. Awards, pictures, certificates, and even more awards lined the wall. I must have been staring long because I felt her arms encircle my waist, her cheek rested on my shoulder blade. I picked up a picture of her as a child.
"You were…still adorable."
"First day of school."
"Ha…can I see those pigtails again one day?"
"Maybe."
I turned in her embrace and walked her back to the bed. The back of her knees hit the bed and she fell backwards and I kept my weight of her. My forearms resting on either side of her head.
"Are you wearing frog pajamas?" I said looking down at her clothing.
"Yea." She said blushing.
"That's so hot." I said with a grin, snuggling her neck.
"Stop, my dad is going to hear us." She said pushing me off her. I rolled to the side of her bed. She cuddled into me, resting her head over my heart. I wrapped my arms around her.
"Are you ok?"
"Yea, promise me something?"
"Yea, anything."
"Promise me that…that nothing is going to tear us apart."
"I promise. Forever and always."