The Encounter

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Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.

~Dr. Seuss
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I woke up to the alarm clock ringing on the night stand and jumped out of bed. Elena was still asleep so I decided to shower and get ready for school first. Once I was done in the bathroom I stepped out and shook Elena awake.

"Why are you up so early?" she questioned disoriented.

"We have school remember?"

"I don't wanna see him Ivy." her voice broke a bit as she said this.

"You have to, so you can show him what he's lost. You can't spend your day sulking over a guy who didn't appreciate you, get the hell up and own this day. " I said pulling the blankets off of her.

That got her to the feet running towards the bathroom. While she was busy I changed into some clothes that I left here months ago. She insisted I leave some of my clothes here and she left some of hers at home too. After that I replied to most of the emails that had to do with the  shipping that we've been waiting on and made some arrangements to attend some meeting Silas was supposed to go to.

When we arrived to school all the attention was on Elena as she walked with confidence with her head held high. She looked like a runway model with her checked black and white skirt, white turtle neck, a long coat and knee high heeled boots. Her dirty blood hair was left to bounce freely on her back and she had the perfect amount of makeup on.To say that my best friend was hot was an understatement. We stood at our lockers which were next to each other and took out our books.

"Elena can I talk to you?" the bastard himself asked
"No, I have class in a few and my time is too precious for me to allow you to waste it." My girl replied nonchalantly.

She then closed her locker and grabbed my hand so we could head to class together. She exhaled a deep breath slowly and I could tell that it took a lot for her not to lash at him. I squeezed her hand as a way to assure her that I got her and she sent a small smile my way.

"Atta girl, I'm so proud of you." I whispered to her, she just smiled and we took our seats and paid attention to our teacher.

Hunter came to class earlier this time and we discussed some ideas of the project(well I did but that not the point). I gave him my address and my number just in case he got lost and we designed most of the first part. He was a very quiet guy and that seemed interesting.

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After school I found myself at the club just to sign some documents for orders and to reply to the gangs' requests after Silas virtually agreed to them too. I made my way down to one of the warehouses to check the shipments and the product, I made sure to take Tony with me for back up for just incase anything went wrong. I checked the shipment and everything was in order.

I raced back home in order to change and dress like a nerd again to not blow my cover. I got dressed and set my school supplies and project materials down on the coffee table and heard the doorbell. I opened the door and Hunter stood there with his hands in his hoodie's pocket, he's brown hair fell down to his grey eyes and he wore a black jeans and some sneakers.

"Are you going to let me in or eye fuck me the whole day?" she questioned.

"I might just leave you to stand outside in the cold." I stated still not moving to let him in.

"We don't have time to argue." he pointed out and pushed me aside to let himself in.

"Ass." I then closed the door and sat down with him in the living room.

"Honey, I'm home." my mom shouted as she strode into the living room.

"Hi mom is it your day off?" I asked surprised because I usually knew her off days.

"Yes honey and who might this fine young man be?" she asked wiggling her eyebrows at me.

"Stop doing that it's embarrassing. Anyway this is Hunter, we're just doing a school project together."

"It's nice to meat you Ms Cruz." Hunter greeted

"It's nice to meet you too Hunter, please call me Rebecca . I'll get dinner started I hope you two do well in this project." she said project with air quotes which made me stare at her blankly.

For the rest of the evening we completed the first half of the project which had to do with the design planning an
The list of all the material we'd need which Hunter volunteered to buy. My mom insisted that he stay over for dinner and we held light conversation. Well my mom did most of the talking while we just laughed at her jokes. He left after dinner and I was left with my mom.

"He seems like a good guy." she said while I helped her tidy up the dishes.

"Yeah he does but I'm not attracted to him in that way."i replied

" It's been a while since you just had fun Ivy, why don't you go out and date like other people your age?"

" Mom stop, I don't want to have this conversation. I am not ready. "

" He's gone baby, he's never coming back. "she said.

" Why is it so hard for you to understand that I'm not ready, shouldn't you be like other moms advising their children not to go on dates and to focus on school? "with that I exited the kitchen and went upstairs to my room. I changed into some gym clothes and left the house for a jog.

I blame him for taking away my happiness, he didn't just tear me apart but he broke my heart. He deceived me, made me weak, dependent and insecure. The man i thought was supposed to be my hero and safe place proved to me that no one could be trusted. As all the thoughts and incidents that broke me rushed through my mind I ran faster until a car stopped abruptly beside me and blew its horn. I stopped to observe my surroundings and noticed how close it was.

"Are you stupid, why don't you look where you're going?" a deep voice with a Italian accent asked followed by a man wearing a very expensive looking suit.

"Why don't you watch where you are driving you dick head?" I asked frustrated. I know I was wrong because I didn't check to see if there was a car before running over the road but I wasn't about to let a man talk to me like that.

"What did you just call me?" he's deep and authoritative voice sent chills down my spine. He's strides towards me were swift yet taunting and he came to halt close enough for me to smell his musky cologne. I was supposed to be intimidated by his height because I only reached below his chest but I refused to back down. If he hadn't been so rude I would have been attracted to him. His stormy grey eyes pierced into my soul and my hand itched to run itself through his black curls.

"You heard me you jerk, who do you think you are? You don't own the street!" I shouted at him.

"Don't ever speak to me in that manner cagna because next time you won't come across me in a forgiving mood." with that he returned to his matte black lamborghini and sped off before I could give him a piece of my mind.

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Please let me know if there are any mistakes. The book is still in editing after all🙃

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