Hear Me Now

I could hear someone calling my name as I ran from the room. But I
didn't stop, not until I made it in the elevator. I slid between two
people and mumbled an apology as I pushed past others. The already
full elevator stopped on the second floor, and I threw myself out of
it, feeling cramped in the small space.

"Moriah!!!"I spun around recognizing my fathers voice.

"Daddy!!!" I cried as I fell into his arms. He hugged me close.

"I'll take her home sir." I heard from behind as I was pulled from my
fathers grasp. I looked up at the man who was holding me. "Its alright
Mya." Elliot's soft voice soothed me, and I allowed him to lead me
back to the elevator.

~

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I grabbed a bottle of water from
my fridge.

"I heard about your sister." He replied. "And the baby..." He finished
looking up at me, his eyes full of question.

"It's Kole's. He had sex with my sister though." I stated
nonchalantly, my face void of all emotion. He sighed and walked over to
my side.

"I know you don't like me... And you want nothing to do with me. Let
me finish..." He said as I tried talk. "But I am here for you. And I
will be through it all. Whether you like it or not." Tears fell softly
down my face, and I walked over to him.

I could hear Forever by Papa Roach playing in the kitchen when I woke
up later that night. Grabbing my slippers I walked downstairs, and sat
at the island watching as Elliot moved around the room singing along.
I laughed at his surprised face when I joined him. Taking his hands in
mine we spun around the kitchen long after the song ended and another
one came on.

He pulled me into him, both of us breathing heavily. Smiles present on
our faces. I stared at him, his face was happy, and he was looking
between my eyes and my lips. I looked down blushing, and pulled away
from him.

"What's for dinner?" I asked sitting back down at the island. Elliot
turned back to the stove and pulled biscuits from the oven, and
pointed to the tray of chicken behind him, with potatoes. I smiled
softly at him, and thanked him when he handed me a plate and
silverware. We ate in silence.

It was late by the time we got to bed. We stayed up until twelve
watching movies, then passed out on the couch.

The next morning I woke up and Elliot was gone. Lying beside me was a
note.

I went to pick us up some breakfast.

That was it. When you hear about most notes they all say, "I'll be
back soon." or end with "I love you."

Wait... What am I thinking. Elliot and I aren't together.

Are we?