The Moon Is Beautiful

Chapter 6

The sun hitting my face wakes me.

When I open my eyes, it’s already morning and the sun is high up in the sky, beating me with its heat. I must have forgotten to close the curtains last night when I arrived home. After what happened with that guy whose name I still don’t know on Friday night, I immediately came home, not telling anyone anything. I couldn’t stand going back into that club where he was to tell them that I was leaving.

Rolling over onto my side, I pick up my phone from the bedside table, switching it on. The moment I do, I see multiple messages from Eliza asking me where I am, if I’m okay and how she’s going to give me a big beating when we see one another today. Sighing, I put my phone back and roll onto my back. I can't believe I forgot to message her all weekend, explaining where I went on Friday.

I have to go to school today. I don’t really have the energy to go, but if I skip and stay home today, instead of only giving me a beating, Eliza will kill me. That means I should probably get up now, or I’ll miss my morning class.

Groaning, I get up from the bed and lazily make my way to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, washing my hair before returning from the bathroom and picking out an outfit from my wardrobe. I decide on a simple faded jean and cropped hoodie, pairing it with my favourite white converse sneakers. I just dry my hair quickly with a towel and brush it out, deciding to leave it and let it dry naturally before grabbing my bag and leaving the apartment.

The moment I enter the university gates, I feel like I want to just turn around and run away, but I fight against it and walk further in and to my first class of the day.

“Bellerose!” I hear a voice yell and without even needing to look, I know who it is. Eliza. She used my full name, something she only does when she’s really angry at me.

Here we go.

An arm wraps around my neck and forces my body to bend over forward at the impact.

“Where were you?” Eliza’s angry voice fills my ears. “Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought that you got kidnapped by some creepy pervert or something.”

“Let me go first and then I’ll talk.” I say, my neck starting to ache, and she does, but not without a sigh.

“There. I let you go. Now tell me. Where were you Friday night?” she demands, folding her arms across her chest. Sighing, I run my hand through my wet hair.

“I wasn’t feeling well, so I went home.” I say, not wanting to tell her about what really happened because if she’s asking this, it means that she didn’t see what transpired between me and that guy.

“You weren’t feeling well? Are you ill?” she asks, placing her hand on my forehead. She just turned from being angry to being worried in a second.

“I’m fine. I was just running a slight fever, that’s all.” I say, pulling her hand down from my forehead.

“Oh, that’s a relief.” she says, releasing a breath of relief. “But still. You should have told me or at least texted me or something. I was really worried.”

Her pout makes me laugh and I immediately wrap my arm around her shoulders.

“I’m sorry. Forgive me?” I say, pouting too and the sight makes her laugh too.

“Fine, I forgive you. But never do that again, understood?” she says, pointing her finger at me and I nod, smiling. I pull her into a quick hug, the situation from last night leaving my mind.

“Shall we get to our class then?” she asks after we pull away and I nod, hooking my arm around hers and starting to walk to our class. When we arrive at the class, Flynn is already there and keeping the two open seats next to him for us. I smile at him gratefully, taking a seat next to him while Eliza takes the one next to me, preferring to sit next to me than sit next to Flynn.