Her shades of Hues

Chapter 11

Felicity's pov.

We didn't talk at all. The moment we get in his car and until the moment we are here in his condominium unit... we didn't even tried to open a conversation.

My movements are very careful like some fragile shit, scared to be notice by him.

I bit my lower lip as I walked towards the door of my room. I'll just isolate myself in the room, that's better than being nervous around him.

I was stopped from taking a step when he called my name. I slowly turned to face him. "Did you already had your dinner?"

I nodded. "Y-yeah." Damn! Why did I even stutter? Am I that nervous just because of what happened earlier?

When I saw him nodded at me. I swiftly turned around and ran towards my room.

Tsk! What if he find me too easy? I was mad for like a week and now I finally melted just by his simple kiss and words?! What the fuck Felicity? Are you an idiot?

Argh! And I just believed him again! I just laid my trust in him.

I don't want to but my heart tells otherwise.

I lie down in my bed and snatch my phone in my bag beside me. I tried to scroll in the feeds of my Instagram but all I can see is alcoholic drinks so I just went to Spotify to listen to some music.

I plugged my earphones and clicked the shuffle. Oh what the fuck! It's 'Love Me Like You' by Little Mix.

Yeah, right. There's a lot guys who can love me but why am I wasting my time and energy over Rhys? Because of my damn love for him! Thinking no one can love me like him when obviously I was never even been love by him!

How would I know anything about his love when I never even had a taste of it? Just fucking great!

And why the fuck am I cursing in every words I say? Even in my thoughts, I'm cursing? What if my baby's first word is 'fuck'?

Oh God! Please no! Don't let him take after me. I maybe pretty and I might not be so smart but also not dumb but, I don't want him to take after me. Obviously I think that there's something wrong with our genes! Everyone in our family is messed up!

I smiled as I make funny thoughts... slowly, I fell asleep.

As to when the morning came, I left my room to check if Rhys is still here but it just dismayed me. He left already... maybe when I was asleep.

After eating breakfast I went to his room, I don't know why but I just want to. His room is so clean, it feels like nobody is sleeping here, like nobody is using this room.

I was about to leave and close the door when I saw a photo album near the book shelves. I sat at his bed as I watched every picture of him.

He's so cute when he was a kid but now he's so goddamn good and hot.

"I hope our child takes after you." I whispered as I placed the photo album back to its original place where I got it.

My eyes diverted to the guitar. I slowly took it. My face turned to awe as I trace the lines of the guitar. What a nice guitar this is.

I want to play this. I can't watch television all through out this afternoon. This instrument is better replacement for a past time.

I left his room and sat at the couch. I placed my phone in the table as I search for the chords of the song 'Normal fucking Rockwell' by Lana Del Rey.