Girlfriend For a Week

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 18❦︎

Did I say yes? 

Lol…no. 

I told him no straight to his face and the look he had was just too satisfying to watch. The way he scrunched up his eyebrows in confusion, his mouth held agape and his eyes widened. He looked as if I just took his lollipop. I felt a bit guilty saying that to him, he sincerely looked hurt but I wasn't ready to date nor do I want to fall in love. 

I wanted to ask him if this was the first time he was getting rejected. I wondered how many girls he had told that, he said he wasn't the stereotypical playboy, and the rumors were wrong, but what were we that I can trust his words? We were just friends as we had agreed. 

I didn't though. I apologized and walked through the rain into my house. Ignoring his suggestion of an umbrella, a little rain wouldn't hurt. Jason appears to be a nice guy. He has narcissistic flaws and probably more that I don't know about. He has a nice face and everything, but I am not sure yet if he has a good heart. 

I have never been asked out before. I am the average girl, the average girl gets ignored and not seen. What's his intention towards me? Am I at fault for doubting him? For wanting to protect my heart?

Mom fell for looks and where did that get her to? Divorce and being beaten in our own homes. A prisoner of a psychopath. I don't want that for myself. 

I felt a little bit guilty. A friend is better. A friend should be better. 

I smacked my hand against my forehead. What am I thinking? Stay together Ruby, you said no. No is no. He can't like me and I shouldn't date him out of guilt. I hope he gets it. 

I placed a pillow at the ground-to-ceiling window in my room and sat on its crossed leg with my copy of the cruel prince novel and a glass of orange juice. 

The rain was heavier now, thunder rumbling in the clouds. The pitter-patter from the ceiling and the sounds of rain hitting the street were soothing to my nerves. 

The flat was quiet as both my mom and sister were at the supermarket. I had left school way too early and the day passed like a blur. Time went too slowly and I kept on thinking back to the conversation I had with Jason.

The way he looked nervous, took a deep breath, and said he liked me. His dark eyes. His jawline…

I shook my head furiously. I should stop. I really should. But I can't stop thinking about his jawline. I closed the book I was reading quickly and dropped it on the floor. My hands grabbed my thick hair, I tried to pull them so they could pull my brain back to its perfect sense.

I took the cup of orange juice and downed it within seconds. 

During my moments of calming down, I turned to look out the window. To watch the rain, to feel at peace and away from Jason Kade. Away from his jawline and dark eyes. 

That's when my heart almost jumped out of my chest. My hands gripped the edge of my skirt, my breathing heightened and that feeling I had felt came back again.

Paranoia.

Fear as I looked at the person standing across the street under the thick clouds. The rain hit his body furiously but he didn't move. He kept staring at me. He was wearing a black hoodie, a facemask, and dark eyes. His bright blue eyes were a contrast to what he was wearing. I could see it from here but couldn't make out the facial features. Who was he? Was he the one who left that note? Is he a grim reaper?

I was too scared to move. My mind told me if I got up I was good as dead, he might shoot. Same if I remain here like this. 

Then, he took off his mask…