Secret // Cindy Berman

4 Jealous

Pov Sandra:

I knocked at Ziggy's door.

"Leave Cindy! I told you that I didn't want you here" Ziggy yelled.

"It's not Cindy" I yelled back.

"It's open".

I opened the door and walked inside, she was mixing some paint.

"Why do you need paint?" I asked.

"Look at the wall" she sighed.

I did it and saw many things written with white paint like 'monster' 'slut' 'ziggy is a witch bitch' 'suck cocks in hell' and lot of shitty stuff.

"Shit" I gasped.

"Yep" She raised her eyebrows.

"What happened?" I sat on her bed crossing my arms.

"Nothing" she shrugged.

"Your sister was crying when she left your cabin".

"I don't know, maybe she's frustrated, I'd be too, she has been dating her boyfriend for two years and he still doesn't give her anything but pecks" she scoffed.

"Ziggy..." I gave her a glare.

"Okay, maybe I said something and it sounded really rude, more than I wanted to" she sighed.

"Fighting again?".

"She nagged me for getting in troubles with the Sunnyvalers, I got another strike".

"Why they were chasing you in first place?" I asked scooting closer to her.

"I stole 10 dollars from Sheila" she stopped mixing the paint.

"Wait... why?".

"I was reading my book sitting by the lake when she pushed me on purpose and made me drop my book on the water, I thought that would be a way to get it back" She gave me a sad smile.

"You could have said that in first place Ziggy, next time tell me before doing this kind of stuff and I'll help you" I wrapped my arms around her from the side pulling the girl into a hug.

"I love you Sands" she said.

"I love you too Zigs" I smiled pulling away "You want help with the painting?".

"I can't do that, You have a lot of shit to do too, and... someone already offered to help me with that" She chuckled.

"Who?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Do you remember that guy from before, the one who ran after you?".

"Nick Goode?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Yeah, well, when you left I was talking to Stacey, who was totally freaking out cause a couple of sunnyvalers dragged her out of the cabin and started writing in my wall, then he came to the infirmary to see how I was doing, he stayed with me talking about books and said that he would come to give me a hand with the wall and help me with another thing, he was really nice I guess".

"Oh my god, Ziggy Berman! Sounds like you have a date" I squealed.

"It's not a date" she giggled "He's just going to help me go clean the mess his brother and Sheila made".

"But you know he likes you, like a lot".

"I know that" she blushed lightly "but please don't snitch on me, he's a counselor and I'm a camper".

"I would never" I smiled squeezing her hand "Just try to be careful".

"I will" she chuckled.

"No touching" I warned her raising my eyebrows.