Hide And Seek

…Mekayla POV…

It's been a week since I left the city. Xavien has not to stop phoning for one second. I know that he is going off his mind by now. But I need him to understand that I am doing this for us. He needs to find himself, and it should be all by himself. I, too, need to clear my head. We cannot work if we are broken. Yes, I know that we should be broken together and heal each other. But I think that I am just a distraction from what he really needs to be doing at this moment.

This morning I came up with a better solution for my living arrangements. It's bold and definitely crazy, I might even regret it, but I don't care; it really gets cold at night in the cabin. I need to think of my baby, and this is not the place to think of raising him

So I pick up my phone and dial his number.

"Billy."

"Hey, Mekayla."

"How have you been?"

"I am great, thanks."

Then I gather all my nerves together and chuck them away ask I set out to