57. ~Flinch~

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Guys my whole household is sick including me. I'm not feeling that bad but also not fantastic. And because of that I'm writing. It keeps me occupied and happy. So enjoy this chapter!

Written: 2 November 2023

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Written: 2 November 2023.
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We've been living with Dean for three days. And everyday it's getting harder and harder to ignore my boyfriend.

Not only is he trying to talk to me every 5 minutes, but I have to see him half naked every morning and night. And last night it just so happened that I saw him fully naked. He didn't mind one bit that I was staring because it's nothing I hadn't seen before but I most definitely didn't miss the look of hope in his eyes when he saw me not being able to remove my eyes from him.

I quickly turned and walked out of the bathroom then left the room. My cheeks were burning red and I was unmistakably turned on. And he most definitely knew. He knew everything about my body.

I locked myself in Lolita's room for a few hours and only left when everything calmed down. I didn't see Nick agian until I went to bed. Thankfully then he was wearing pants.

Now I'm sitting in the kitchen on my laptop. I have online classes and it's quite interesting. Except I can't seem to focus because my mind keeps going to what happened last night.

When my classes finally ended I close my MacBook and make my way over to the fridge. I take out a water bottle and while I sip on it my phone starts ringing on the table I was sitting at. I ignore it and let it go to voicemail.

But when I finally go to check who it was I froze.

Papa.

I take a deep breath when I see that he left a voicemail. With shaky fingers I play it.

"I-Um. Hello Liana. I hope you are doing well- God this is so hard. I just... wanted to know if you wanted to come over for lunch. I would like to talk to you. I-I just- yea. Let me know please. Good bye."

He sounds so... Broken.

He sounds haunted and regretful.

My hearts starts beating faster at the way he said my name. At the way he didn't sound like he hated me.

He was sorry.

Grabbing my phone I dash out of the kitchen straight up stairs. I don't even have to search for Nick because I find him in Dean's study easily.

I close the door behind me and clear my throat.

Nick looks up and immediately his face lights up with hope. "Sweet pea."

"He called! Nick he called me! And he sounds so sad and regretful. I think he's really sorry... And I feel like he actually means it. He asked me to go for lunch. I want to go. I can go right?" I say all in one breath with excitement in my tone.

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