Love is a Crime

The White Rose

My feet dragged on the carpet as I walked down the hallway towards the source of the smell.

The sweet fragrance of French toast and sausage had drifted into my room and awakened me from my slumber. I zombie-walked into the kitchen where Alicia darted between the stove and the grittle, flipping the bread and the sausage links.

My mouth watered at the sight of everything and I plopped down on the stool at the counter.

"Is it almost ready?" I asked eagerly. Alicia jumped in surprise, like she didn't even see me come into the kitchen.

"Almost, kiddo," she replied, turning back to her cooking. My phone vibrated with a text from Ryan, which surprised me but made my heart beat a little faster.

Morning Darling, I bet you couldn't sleep last night.

Confused, I type back a short reply.

Why is that?

His response came right back and it surprised me, again.

You were too busy thinking of me, you couldn't sleep.

I feel butterflies in my stomach but at the same time I want to pound him.

I was thinking of you. You were in all my nightmares.

I feel pretty good about my reply, and I smile at my phone.

Alicia places my breakfast in front of me just then and I drop my phone, greedily picking up my fork and knife. I dig into the beautiful food and can't stop from letting a moan escape my lips. I sound like I'm doing terrible things. But I'm eating food. Deal with it.

I finish everything in a matter of minutes and I pick up my phone again, seeing two texts. One from Ava and one from Ryan.

I look at Ava's message first:

Gonna have to cancel the mall today. Mark wants to take me out somewhere special. :)

I must deduct some points from my score for forgetting about that but not nearly as many as I'm taking from Ava.

She's ditching me for her boyfriend! I thought it was sisters before misters! Ticked off, I write back a snarky reply, I really can't help being mad, ever since Mark came along, she's been hanging with him more and more.

Ditching me in the process. So I write back:

No problem, wasn't like I was looking forward to today or anything.

Harsh, I know, but as my best friend she needs to know how I feel. I look at the message Ryan sent me in reply to earlier and my sour expression is replaced with a smile.

I bet we were doing bad things... Like having pillow fights.

It was as if a light bulb suddenly turned on over my head and I quickly sent Ryan another text.

Do you wanna go see a movie with me? Ava ditched me for Mark and I'm bored.