Cried for you

His Mystery

A d e e r a

I texted him. I missed him so much I just couldn't not say something. I missed his voice. And hearing it reminded me of everything.

We shouldn't be talking because he said, but at least he answered back. It's already 7:48, and Maxim is still here. He never left. I'm starting to think he's going to sleep over.

I don't mind at all.

I got off my bed and walked downstairs. When I finally reached the floor, I looked up and saw the boys. Not just Mikael and Maxim. The boys. The whole group. "Uh, Hi," I wave, and the whole room just exploded with awkwardness. 

"Hey," Multiple boys say, and I walk to the kitchen. Wow, that was awkward. I open the fridge, get crushed ice, and put It in a cup. "Hi," a voice behind me startles me. I turn around and smile when I see Carter. 

He smiles. "You look better."  Last time we saw each other was when I was in the bathroom of a party throwing up. The night Maxim and I broke our friendship. I decided to attend this party. 

But he thinks the reason I threw up was because of the alcohol. But it's not... You probably already know the real reason. Well, after that night, Carter started to hang out with me and help me with Math and stuff. We became friends. Until the next year, we kind of slipped away. 

"Yeah, I feel much better" I chuckle as I know I'm lying. I haven't been doing that well. "yay, I'm glad. I was hoping to see you again" Carter sends me a warm smile. The one I used to see every day. 

"Likewise," we both stay there looking at each other. "Hey, can I ask you something?" He and I have had some bad stuff, so whenever I hear that sentence, I know it's bad. 

I nod, waiting for whatever it is he needs to say. "I used to have some feelings for you. And I was wondering if you can do me this huge crazy favor."

"Ok" He used to like me?

"Can you be my fake babe? I don't like you anymore, so you don't have to worry about me falling for you, cause trust me, I don't" My face drops. Jesus.

"You know what," I say to him. "I actually have a boyfriend, so... No" He chuckles and smirks. Um, ok? "Your...smirking?" I say it like a question. Because why is he smirking??

"Women," he mutters under his breath. "Woman? What does that mean?" I know exactly what it means. He thinks that I would do what he says because he's used to getting what he wants. "You know what?" I point at Carter and continue. 

"You've changed. A lot. And I don't like it, so get out of my house" I raise my voice but not too much. So that Carter knows I'm being serious. 

"Does he know?" is all I hear. I shake my head and walk away. "Hey!" Carter grabbed my shoulder and pins me to the refrigerator. "Carter. Get off of me," I warn him. "Adeera, please. I need help," He whines. 

"I-" I sigh. He looks at me, and this time he really, really needs help. I can see it. 

"What did you do?" I ask him. Carter looks around and tells me, "Not here," before taking my wrist and walking across the boys, then outside. 

Before walking outside, I glimpse the boys and spot Maxim. He's curious. Wondering why Carter brought me outside. Maybe even a little Jealous?

I look back at Carter, and he sighs, still holding on to my hand. Soothing my hand as he caresses it.  "Look," He breaths out. 

"I lost a bet." He laughs, touching his hair with his other hand. "My friends think that after I broke up with Tara, I got a new girl," I sigh.

 "When you don't," I guess. He nods and sighs 'Yep," Popping the p. "So?" he says, and I look up at him. "Will you help...me?" I bite my lip thinking about it. "Uhm. Let me sleep on it. Okay?" I ask him, and he looks around and mutters, "Uhm." 

"Okay. Fine, just think about it?" I look at him and nod. 

Would I do it? What does Carter mean to me? I won't fall for him or anything. You know what? I will just think about it and tell him, maybe at school. 

Carter lets go of my arm, and I look up. When we walk in, I see Maxim looking me in the eyes. As if he's questioning something. Carter then walks back to the couch, and as I walk to get my cup from the table, Carter looks at me before I walk back to my room. 

"Will you help...me?" Why did he sound so desperate? Why do I feel bad for him? Why am I nice to people? 

I walk into my bathroom and start getting undressed as I turn on the bathtub. As I take off my shirt, I hear something in my room fall. I gasp and put on a white towel that passes my knees and walks out to my bathroom. 

I roll my eyes when I see Maxim. 

"What do you want?" I ask him. Can I just have one normal, peaceful bath?  "Hi, love," Maxim smirks as he rests one arm up above his head on my door. 

And suddenly the room got ten times more hot. "Hi," I swallow the embarrassment flowing through me. I try to cover my chest, and he smirks. 

"No need to cover yourself. It's not like anything I haven't already seen." I cough and laugh. "What do you want?" I try to change the subject. 

There was one time when Maxim and I saw each other naked one time...but now I've changed. and so did he. 

"Want to tell me what that was about?" He looks at me, and I smile. "Nothing you need to know," I spit back, and he bit his lips and chuckled. 

"Will there be something I need to know?" We both look at each other. "I'll tell you when" I move my head a little bit, gesturing for him to leave. He nods and turns around. But before he walks out, I call his name. 

"Before you leave, There is one thing you need to know before leaving," I say and hold my towel tight. "You can stop calling me Love." I pause. 

"I have a boyfriend" I smirk and walk to my bathroom, leaving Maxim in utter shock. He kind of looked sad. But who cares? There is one thing I need to do.

Looks like I need to talk to Carter before he leaves. 

Hey, Love *I mimic Maxim*

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Do you like Carter? Maxim or Carter?

Serena out-