The Sound Of Love <3

Chapter 14

Devon POV

On the way to her house, I couldn't stop thinking about what that guy said. He had to be fucking with me. I looked over my shoulder at the sleeping beauty. No way. She's too innocent. Maybe this was a coincidence. Am I being played?

Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe I should talk to her about it? What if she is playing me? I glare out the window. Our 2 months is in two weeks. I will talk to her about it then, and then that will decide where we take things. Yeah.

I hope she's not playing me.

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Leda's POV

He woke me up when we pulled up to my house. I leaned over to give him a kiss, and he turned his head. He looked slightly hurt, but I let it go. I squeezed his hands, and I looked up with him in confusion.

"See you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Sure." He responded, and I got out. He pulled away without waving goodbye.

I don't think I am going to be able to wait 2 weeks for our 2 month anniversary. I need to tell him what's bothering me. I walked up my driveway to my door. I noticed lights on, and it looked odd. I walked in and saw my mom in a chair drinking wine. She is a bitch when she is drunk.

"Have you gained weight? Your thighs look like they need to be toned." She slurred. I repeated a mantra in my head to make myself not listen.

"Goodnight mom." I said, and walked up the stairs.

I undressed infront of my mirror. I took off my fake eye lashes, and wiped away the black rings around my eyes. I scrutinized my body, and noticed I looked beyond fat. I felt like any second my body would explode because it couldn't handle the pressure.

My thighs were bulging.

My stomache was drooping.

My hair looked like hell.

My nose was crooked.

My arms wiggled.

My ass was flab.

I looked away, a tear traveling down my face. Two years ago I was diagnosed with anorexia. I would go days without eating. At one point I weighed 95 pounds. I can't deal with being as fat as I am. My mom and everyone expects me to have a perfect body.

I feel so unperfect.

Does Devon think im imperfect? I wonder what he thought of me. Do I look used? Do I look hurt? Do I look like broken sunshine? Does my crooked nose bother him? Do I repulse him?

These question flew through my head, as I laid down. I wanted to be perfect.

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Devon's POV

I laid in bed replaying that guys words. It had to be false. Images of her asleep flooded my head, well both heads. The thought of her sexy legs made me want to go to her house right now. I decided to. I didn't want to be away from her. She was perfect for me.

I pulled out Noah's driveway, and headed towards Leda's house. I texted her, and she told me to climb up the tree. Little did she know I already had. I watched her scrambling, and she was looking in the mirror, dabbing her face. I knocked on her window, and she walked over. She was only wearing boy shorts and a bra. My breathing hitched. Her eyes were red and puffy. Had she been crying?

"Hey there." She whispered, as she helped me through he window.

"So this is your room." I said staring at her exposed legs. Beautiful.