When Vanessa D' Angelo, a hardcore bookworm (who is oddly obsessed with butterflies), gets disturbed by four boys while reading at the school library, she gets irritated. They end up getting curious about her, mostly because she never seems to pay a...
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"Forgiveness is a powerful expression of the love within our soul."
-Anthony Douglas
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So the asshole had a concussion.
I was still at the park which was drowning in the sound of the ambulance siren a few minutes ago. Apparently Fox was going to be admitted in the hospital for at least a few days. I didn't feel bad for him at all. Does that make me a bad person? You know what; I'd rather not have the answer to that question.
Vera had enveloped me in a bear hug before saying her goodbyes to Ren and I who stood silently next to each other. I was still dumbfounded by everything that I found out about today, regret and anger intertwining in my heart.
"So..." I started.
"So..." Ren said awkwardly.
"I am so, so sorry about everything. I was so idiotic to even think that you would do something like that."
"Fox manipulated you. It's not your fault for standing up for your best friend."
"Ex best friend and no. It is my fault. I should have asked you directly instead of avoiding you and yelling at you. Oh God... what I said about the boys, I swear it was only out of anger. I kicked myself for saying it. I'm so sorry."
"Hey, hey. It's fine. Let's leave the past behind us okay?"
"Okay." Waves and waves of regret and guilt still swirled around me but I held my tongue from apologizing a million times.
"I'm actually relived that all of this is over," Ren said and started walking before stopping and nudging his head, inviting me to follow him. He stuffed his hands in his pockets while we silently strolled on the stone pavement of the park, the yellow leaves of trees drifting off with the wind. To be honest, I was relieved as well. It felt as if my heart already knew he was being honest.
"Did I ever mention how cool your tattoos are?" he asked and glanced at me sideways with a small grin.
"Thanks," I blushed and smiled back at him. "Did I mention you sing really well?"
"I believe you did. You said, and I quote 'Bruno Mars could never!'" Ren imitated my voice at the end which made me snort out loud.
"Oh I almost forgot! I'm gonna pull a Houdini and disappear for two months," the dark haired boy stated and I stared at him in amusement.
"Let me guess, you're going to London?"
"Oh no no you've got it all wrong little butterfly girl, I'm going to battle dragons on my flying motorcycle to save my kingdom from mass destruction."
I laughed at his sarcasm even though I could feel my cheeks burning at the nick name, I hadn't realized until now the effect it had on me. Ren must have noticed because I saw the ghost of a smirk appear on his stupidly beautiful face.
"I'm going to London yes. The day after tomorrow."
"Oh." I couldn't help but feel a little sad that he was leaving so soon.
"What about school? And your project?"
"Online courses are available for me and we finished our project about a month back. I guess we forgot to mention that while laughing our asses off at the jokes you make."
"Well I am very extremely funny," I said and dramatically flipped my braid while Ren chuckled. Suddenly an idea popped into my head: a way I can make it up to him for all the dumb things I said.
"You think we could meet up tomorrow?" I asked him, my palms getting slightly sweaty.
"Yes! I mean, yeah okay," he rubbed the back of his neck and let out a nervous laugh. I smiled at how adorable he is, feeling butterflies in my stomach for the millionth time because of him. I guess my feelings for him never really went away, I had been holding on.
