My enemy since childhood

Chapter 59

When the makeup was almost done, i heard the buzzing of the card reader that unlocked the front door. Who could it be? the cleaner maybe, i thought, shrugging slightly. If they needed to clean right now, i guess i had to wait outside.

"Hello?" i heard Brooke call so i flinched. Brooke? why was she back already? it couldn't be that late already, could it?

"I'm in the bathroom" i said, examining my work. It actually turned out really well, i thought contentedly and put the make-up back in the toiletry bag.

"What the hell are you doing?" she asked in shock as she stood in the doorway.

"Uh, what does it look like? Putting on makeup of course."

"Yeah, i see that, but why? Are you going to a party?"

I gave her a smirk that made her raise her eyebrows questioningly or maybe skeptically.

"I want to look nice, that's all" i said and pushed past her in the doorway. I hated that look she had when she knew i was lying. Or maybe didn't lie outright but definitely withheld the truth.

"You want to look nice?" she said shortly.

Okay, she was definitely skeptical, but she was allowed to believe or think what she wanted. Tonight i would be thinking about myself and no one else.

"Yes, i just want to look nice for one night. You don't get that do you?" i asked snidely, bending down over the bag to find some suitable clothes.

Brooke didn't say anything but i could feel her eyes scanning me. I swallowed the lump that had stuck in my throat before standing up. She could probably guess, at least see that something wasn't right. For some reason she had become an expert at it lately. But i didn't want to talk about Thomas. Brooke would understand but it hurt too much.

"I met Thomas a while ago, he was looking for you" she said so i closed my eyes. All my plans to not bring up the subject of Thomas went up in smoke.

"Okay then he can't have searched very well since i have been here the whole time not that i care but still" i said turning to the bed not wanting to meet her gaze and ruin the makeup with stinging tears threatening behind my eyes.

"No? But wouldn't you talk to him?"

Damn it! i bit my lips. I wouldn't cry. I had thought enough about Thomas in the bath and it hadn't helped one bit, rather the opposite.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Brooke said carefully and i heard her steps start to get closer to me.

"It's okay. How have you been today? Fell something?" i asked casually but didn't turn to face her, she would see right away that i was anything but okay.

"Y/n" she said putting one hand on my shoulder.

"He doesn't want me" i said breathlessly, it was no more than a sob.

"So you have talked to him" she asked carefully and walked around me with her hand still on my shoulder.

I nodded in response and felt the first tear find its way down my cheek.

"What did he say then?"

"That he didn't know what it is between us. He just shook his head at that and then i left. He clearly showed how he feels about me. Like i before, sex sure, but nothing more."