One week later
I haven't told Derek about James threatening me and I've been trying to hide from Olivia, to show her I'm not talking to Derek or seeing him.
Dominic is throwing a party right now and I am not sure if I should go but I want to thank Shanice for helping me when I overdosed, I know I shouldn't drink and do drugs, and not only because Derek asked me, but for my own good.
I'm putting on a dark blue dress and I already told Derek I'm going.
I told my mom I'm going to Louis' house, just to change it up since I said Nicole the last time. I changed into the dress after she went to bed so I'm already 'late' for the party.
I know Nicole and Louis aren't going, which is better. I seriously don't want to see them.
I told Derek to park a bit further in case my mom lurks through the curtains.
I go out and I pass my neighbor's house, looking for Derek's new car.
He is waiting near it, and when he sees me, he immediately comes to me.
I give him a quick peck on the lips and we get inside the car. I'm getting used to us.
I try to brush off bad thoughts but it's hard, sometimes it's stronger than me and I end up thinking: "when is it gonna end?"
I hate myself for it.
"Whose car is this?" I ask Derek while he puts his right hand on the steering wheel, leaving the parking lot.
"You know the condition..." he warns me and I roll my eyes. Right. I ask one question, and I answer his question.
"Fine. Ask me first, though." In this case, I can refuse to answer before having him answer one.
"Why did you lie that you didn't care about me after- after I saw you with Alex in bed?" he asks and I'm caught off guard. It's been so long since then, I didn't expect this question but it's something he thinks about and I know it bothers him.
"Uhm, I was scared of my feelings for you-" I clear out my throat. "And I knew it would make it easier for you to get over me," I admit because I need to know whose car is this, and why did he change it.
"It wasn't easier, believe me," he mutters as he reaches to grab my hand and I let him, while he keeps driving and not taking his eyes off the road.
I analyze his features for a bit and he seems concerned.
"And you aren't scared now?" he questions me unsure.
He told me he won't tolerate any more of the pull and push games I did. He certainly thinks I'd do it again and I despise how right he is.
"I'm terrified- but... it's stronger than me." I swallow the knot in my throat and I look out of my window.
I feel his eyes on me and I try to ignore his gaze. I admitted something I've been holding in myself for so long and it's not even all the truth. There is so much more. Too much.
I wonder if he is going to think less of me if I tell him everything.
"I'm not leaving you," he reassures me and I nod, turning my face to him.
"I promised to be honest. It's one of Felix's cars," he says and my eyes widen, my heart skips a beat when I hear that name.

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Gone Girl
RomansVeronica Reeves is like every other boring teenager, she has a few close friends and she's secretly in love with her best friend, a part-time job, and a seemingly happy adoptive family, until one morning something traumatic changes her forever, and...