Chapter Eight-Three

I sat down outside patiently waiting for Kacie to return back home from work. It's been two hours past the time her shifts normally end. I'm beginning to lose my patience, I really need to see her face. To hold her hand.

The sound of a car driving in pulled my head up and made me stop fidgeting with my fingers.

My eyes lowered down to the hands of Greg wrapped around her tiny waist and heaven knows I want to rip his flesh out of his damn bone.

They both couldn't see me where I was sitting on her stairs giving Greg dangerous glares. To crown it all he kissed her on her forehead before going into his car. Hell she was even smiling and waving at him.

I sat still and waited for her to come meet me and the shock on her face seeing me sitting there with my arms folded is priceless.

“What are you doing here?" She asked quietly.

“What does it look like pumpkin? I'm here to see you of course."

She scoffed and brushed past me going to open her door. “Are you coming in or not?"

“You don't need