The Devil's enchanting Eyes

17

Isabella~

After Xavier dropped me I went straight to my room not wanting to answer any questions of my parents. Luckily I had some bandages and cleaning aseptic liquid in my washroom so I cleaned up my wound and bandaged it.

After changing I came to bed and checked my phone. There were several missed calls from Sandi and an unknown number including some text messages. I opened the one from the unknown number first.

<Unknown: Hey bells, it's ravs here!

Just gotta say I saw your video. You just killed it bruh, so proud of you;)>

I remembered then that I gave him my number when he asked but forgot to ask for his. I knew what video he was talking about. After all, it is the hot talk at school right now. I typed back a thank you before checking out Sandi's. They were occasional ones asking about what I am doing and why I am not picking up her calls. I decided to visit her tomorrow because I had a long story to tell her.

After a while I was lying on my bed thinking about Xavier and Alex's feud and about what happened today when I heard a beep on my phone. I checked the message and it was a picture from Raven. The picture showed him and Dylan making a funny face showing thumbs up. I smiled at the picture until I saw a figure beside them.

I sat up straight and zoomed the picture. It was definitely Xavier but what caught my attention was a gun in his hand. He was standing far away and his figure was blurred but I recognized him from the clothes he was wearing today. Also the gun was not clearly visible but upon concentrating you can tell it was a gun.

Or maybe I was just out of my mind...

Maybe I was hallucinating...

I took a picture of my face with a victory fingers sign on my one eye and sent him that. Also, I texted him to check the photo he sent me hinting him that something is off about it. My suspicions were confirmed when he texted me back requesting me to delete the picture and to not talk about it to anyone else.

I texted back reassuring him that I will not and also that I deleted the picture because I really did. I mean it was just scaring me more. What is he? A murderer? What else would you do with a gun?

But he looked so harmless...

Maybe we should not always trust what we see, eyes can lie.

The rest of the night was pretty restless.

Next day I woke up late because it was Sunday. I texted Sandi telling her that I will be at her house after a couple of hours so that she won't go anywhere.

I changed into a comfy short dress and sneakers, pulling my hair into a ponytail and wearing glasses. I was not in the mood of wearing contacts. Also when I will be eighteen, which will be soon I will have surgery so I will not wear them anymore. I will miss my matchy matchy contacts but what's better than getting your vision back.

I danced while coming downstairs mimicking Cinderella even though I know this kind of action can lead me to my doom but it will be worth it.

Fortunately I reached the breakfast table in one piece and sat down singing good morning to mom and dad.

"What's up with you today, girl?" mom asked, giving me suspicious glances.

"Na na nothing," I sang to her, blinking my eyes.

Dad and mom laughed at me. They are used to my changing moods. Sometimes I am like the most happiest puppy jumping and singing everywhere without any reason and sometimes the most sad and depressed teen trying to commit suicide. That also without any reason.