My summer holiday is well planned out. Spending one month at a fancy guest house with my five cousins to prepare for Aunt Medrine's wedding.
The unexpected happens when Aunt Medrine tells us that we are spending the month with her fiancé's two nephe...
There are many ways of being an idiot. But being an idiot to a girl you really like when she hasn't done anything wrong must be the worst way there is. And that's where I am.
I turn and look at Ellie sleeping in her seat. Her beautiful face looks pale and her hands are firmly tucked away so I can't reach them.
She came with me and at my worst of times when I couldn't handle my emotions, I took it out on her.
I made her cry. I made Ellie cry.
I rake my hand through my hair, frustrated. I hurt her when all she did was be all cute and nice. I hate myself for it.
I look at her again and the image of tears flowing down her cheeks comes to my mind. I can feel my chest getting heavier. She didn't deserve that.
I am the worst idiot there is.
I should have been nicer. Just because I am in the middle of my own mess doesn't give me the right to take it out on her.
When we arrive at the house, I get of the car and I walk round and open her door.
I allow myself to stare at her for a few seconds. Just a few extra seconds that I don't deserve. My mind is still filled with the image of her smile from last night.
My phone buzzes and I reach for it.
Trent.
I decline the call and shove my phone back into my pocket.
Trent is going to kill me but right now, I don't care because I want to kill me too.
I reach out and stroke Ellie's cheek.
"Ellie? Wake up, we are home."
She opens her eyes and it takes a second for her to register what I just said.
I offer my hand to help her out of the car. She stares at it like it's been poisoned and it kills me, but she lets me take her hand.
I grip her hand firmly but she winces and draws it back.
The wounded expression on her face makes my blood boil. I'm a jerk. I forgot that that was her wounded hand.
I start to go for her other hand but she hops out of the car and walks past me to the house.
When I enter the house, I find Trent standing next to Ellie.
"You were crying. What happened?" He asks her, then looks from me to her. I can it in his eyes, his protective shield is up.
"Nothing. I just cut my finger with his guitar." She answers. That seems to satisfy Trent. He offers to put a band aid on her finger but she declines and heads upstairs.
Trent sighs. " Thought something bad had happened to her."
If Trent could react like that just because 'Ellie cut her finger', I can only imagine what his reaction is going to be when he finds out that I have feelings for her.
I am digging my own grave, aren't I?
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