Strawberry Angel

Chapter 20

IMARAS POV:

As always music ⬆️

Later that day my mother came back to the hotel with my father from their little getaway and my mother quickly told us to start packing. She didn't notice the our red puffy eyes and pouty lips from our crying so she left pretty fast. Liliana and I got to packing and one hour later our suitcases were packed. I left some of my bathing suits to Daisy so they can be delivered to her dorm at college. Inside I left a note explaining everything.  I also apologized for not personally saying goodbye. It hurt to write and I might have spilled a tears but I dried them up.

My mother, father and Lilianas dad knocked on our door with their bags in hand. Liliana and I stepped out of the room before closing the door we took a second to appreciate the memories we made here. Playing in the pool with everyone, talking in the pool, playing chicken in the pool, eating chocolate cake at 1:00 in the morning, everything. I took a hard breath to keep myself from crying in front of everyone. Liliana put a hand on her chest and I hugged her from the side. We closed the door and walked down the hall making our way down to the lobby.

The walk felt to quick and before I knew it, we were handing our bags to the guards and getting into the car. We drive for what I felt like forever. I slowly watched from the window New York and it's huge busy lights, tall buildings and loud noise fade away. I looked away and fell asleep. It was the only thing I could do.

5 weeks later

I sit on my bed, next to Liliana also laying in my bed staring at the wall, very quietly. Liliana has felt..different ever since we came back from New York. I know why. Luca. From what I've heard she says he hasn't texted, called or even sent a pigeon to her window with a note. Ok I'm kidding about the last one but, he hasn't contacted her. Nothing. Not one text. Not one call. Nada. I can see it her eyes that she is sad and misses him but hurt by the fact he doesn't. I feel bad for her.

I also feel bad for myself. Because Elijah hasn't contacted me once either. He told me everything would be fine and that he would miss me before I left but I can't help but feel he lied. They both ghosted us. I don't know about Luca but Elijah got what he wanted and then ghosted me. It hurts. Sometime I cry when I'm alone at night because of this fact but there's nothing I can do. I thought about messaging him first but since he didn't contact me at all I thought maybe he just didn't want to talk to me. So the plan I had about asking my father to go to New York again with some lame excuse flew out the window. He's probably having.. god just the thought of that makes something rise in my throat and my tears on the verge of spilling. Him kissing her, licking her, rubbing his perfect hands all over her bod- I rush off the bed and into my bathroom right across and throw up into the toilet.

"Are you alright?!" Liliana yells

"I'm..fine" I tell her

"Should I call your parents?" She asks

"No. I'm fine. Seriously."

"...ok"

I stand up from the toilet and flush it. I wash my mouth and hands before going back to my room where Liliana is laying flat on her body laying down. She sighs and turn over to me. She puts on a smile, I know is fake. I'm about to tell her something when I hear s knock on my door.

"Come in?" I say

My mother walks in blue fancy dress that sticks to her skin like second skin. He also has a white coat on with her hair tied into a neat bun.

"What are you girls doing?! Why haven't you begun getting ready? We need to leave in an hour. Both of you shower and hurry!"

"Huh? Wait. What?!" Liliana I both question