Our Deep End | ✔️

CHAPTER 16

Christians POV

I felt like an asshole for how I treated Elle, but it had to be done. I had to keep my feelings under control. It's what best...for both of us. It seems like I've pissed her off more than I suspected, because she doesn't bother calling or texting me for the rest of the weekend. I guess she was waiting for an apology, which I was hesitant to deliver. I knew I had to say something at some point, but truthfully I was scared. These feelings are so new to me. I've had girlfriends before, but I never felt this way with any of them.

I missed her a lot too. I wanted to crack, and just text her but I didn't. I must remind myself that distance is the best thing for everyone. Plus, tomorrow was Monday and I get to see her anyway. I smile at the thought of me picking her up. I know she's gonna be pissed but I plan to have her favorite morning pastries ready once she enters the car. Maybe that'll lessen her anger. Plus, I'll apologize.

This week was also a busy one. Dinner with my dad Friday, then the senior getaway. I wasn't really excited for either. High school events are overrated, and my dad...well. When someone abandons you every chance they get, you don't exactly develop the warmest feelings for them. I'm sure he thinks buying me a brand new Beamer will do just the trick, but it won't. It never has.

Also, we can't forget that fact that he's lied to me my entire life...about Esme. He thinks I'm clueless. I may not have solid evidence yet, but there's definitely something going on. I will stop at no lengths to find out. Of course I had to put on an act at dinner though. I couldn't give him the impression that I was on to anything.
Luckily Elle would be there. She'd be charming enough for the both of us.

I miss her.

Without thinking, I take out my phone and text her. I only said hi, but I couldn't shut her out for much longer. At the end of the day, we're still friends. Managing  my feelings meant keeping a healthy balance, not being cold. A few moments later my phone chimes. It's her.

"Hi, I won't need rides from you this week ." The text reads. Huh?

"Why not???" I question in a text back. Was she that angry with me? Was there someone else? Was it Hunter? I'll fucking kill him. She did mention that he gave her a hard time for kissing me. Could he maybe have manipulated her into giving him a second chance? The very thought made me want to snap his jaw. She doesn't answer my text, so I call her. It goes straight to voicemail.

Fuck.

Elle's POV
Monday morning rolls around, and I feel incredibly sad. I haven't heard from Christian all weekend, except for a random text at ten o'clock at night. Ever since brushing me off, he hasn't said anything about it. I tried my best to remain calm and distract myself. I did well for the most part, but the way my heart started racing when he texted me was ridiculous. To combat my unjustified excitement, I impulsively reply telling him I didn't need him to take me to school this week. I wanted to let him know that I was still mad. Was I overreacting? Possibly. But the damage had already been done. I didn't think he'd care, until I woke up to four missed calls from him.

With a sigh, I get up to start my morning routine. I had to wake up extra early, since I was walking to school. I'd usually just ask my sister for a ride, but she wasn't here, so I'm on my own. It's an oddly satisfying feeling to not depend on anybody. Even if it means having to walk in the cold. Today I decide on a black sweatshirt, with black tights. Bum day, but I still looked cute. I tie it together with tan Uggs.

Throwing on my jacket, I head outside and commence the walk to school. It's not so bad. I had my favorite songs playing, and it was actually a nice decompress before class. My jacket also kept me warm the whole way, so that's a plus. I smile as I reach the entrance. How do you like that, Christian? Treat me a certain way, I will act accordingly.