What If

31

(I'm gonna update long today to cover up the very long unbearable times I have missed. I was transferred to another branch and I have to dealt with new work environment and new workmates as well. So I came home very late and exhausted and had nothing to do but just sleep. Only to wake up after few hours and rushed off to work again. And so on. I really need a break for all of the work stuff and I'm planning to have a gateaway this easter season. Maybe a beach from the northern part will do. So that I can have full updates for my story.)

I pull my white above the knee dress up to my shoulders and began zipping my back when my sister walks inside the room. Her mascarra smeared all over her eyes and her lips were pale almost swollen. And just by one look I knew it too well what happened to her.

She climbs on top of her bed slowly and leans on her bed's headboard while casually stripping her dress off from her frail sluggish body. The dirty dress and worn stocking scattered on the floor.

I enhaled sharply. This was one of the few reasons why I hated to share a room with her. She's a total mess!

"What's up? Your going somewhere?" I heard her say, as I fasten the lace of my choco brown boots.

"Yeah.."I mutter, without looking at her. No need to elaborate anything to her. Especially having dinner to Ryell's place. Janice got some teeage stupid crush on Ryell eversince last year. And it would be a disaster if she will know I'm going out with him. Well, it's not totally going out because we're just having formal dinner to his place. Nothing special. And I don't feel any sparks or something to him but just pure friendly emotions only.

"On a date?" she exclaimed, shocked evident on her voice.

"No. On a group study." as I tied the last lace on my left shoe. I grab my small pouch with my phone inside and immediately hurried towards the door.

"Group study? Seriously? Not with a fucking dress your wearing!" her annoying high-pitched voice is so irritating that I quickly strides outside and close the door.

"Tell mom and dad, I'll be home at tenpm." I yell on to her with quick thuds of my boots down the stairs. "Ohh, nevermind. I'll just text them on my way out!" I yelled once again, enough for her to hear me.

"Whatever, fucker!" was her respond. I roll my eyes and walks towards our frontyard just in time Ryell's car stopped.

When he saw me approaching, he quickly jump off of his car and walk towards me with a light grin. He's wearing a white shirt underneath his grey leather jacket. Cool!

"Hey.." he then said, voice a little husky maybe from the cold.

"Hey.." I respond with a small smile. And began walking slowly to met him.

He held my left hand and guided me to the passenger's seat side and I sat comfortably on his already-warmed car while buckling my seatbelt.

I caught a look on his masculine frame when he climbed inside of the car on the driver's side.

"Nice dress. You look stunning tonight.." he muttered, with a smile as he put on the keys and the car roar to life.

I look up to him and gave him a grateful smile. "Thank you.You look absolutely good yourself also.." I say to him with a grin on my face. I never knew talking to him will be as smooth as this given of what our history was before.

"Good will do Jenny.." he chuckles lightly and drove the car off the street.

"Don't ask for more. We're not yet friends.." I stated with a raised brow pretending to make a serious-look though my voice was obviously joking.