Dark Desires

🌼Chapter 11🌼

I tried calling Ama several times after the message I received from her last night, I couldn't even sleep because of the guilt eating me up, how did she come to find out? Who spread it in the group chat? And what kind of situationship was she talking about between David and Treasure?

Not that I care....

I just don't even know what actually happened, that day she texted me, I was going to reply I just completely forgot all about it. And the excitement of seeing Dani and starting school completely took over my mind.

I feel horrible.

So fucking horrible.

At this moment any little thing can make me lose interest in going to the party this evening.

I sighed getting up from my bed and stretching, I literally need sleep so bad.

Why did the hell am I even up? Today is a freaking Saturday I should be cuddled in bed sleeping.

I looked outside my window. Hm it looked like Rain.

I sat back down in deep thought, maybe I should just stay back home and watch a Korean love series or something.

But then again, what if I bump into my mystery hottie again? I mean, he should be there at the party right? I hope so though. Maybe.... Maybe we would talk and have each other's number and ending up being boyfriend and girlfriend.

Nevermind, I can't stay home watching and gushing over others love story while I'll be missing out on my own potential love story.

The sound of plates clattering in the kitchen caught my attention. I stood up to check what was going on.

I was the one who mostly did the little cooking around here.

And Danielle Never... I mean Never goes into the kitchen unless to wash up her plates after eating or to make cornflakes.

So when I saw her whisking eggs in a bowl and wearing an apron. I knew something was up.

To say I was confused was an understatement.

"Danielle? What are you doing?" I asked shocked she turned to look at me with a huge smile plastered on her face and flour on the side of her cheek.

I'm just going to ignore the huge mess on the counter.

" Making breakfast, obviously." She answered in a duh tone.

I walked closer to her to inspect the pancake that was in the pan.

Well, A for effort.

" Yeah. I know, Why? Last time I checked you made it clear you hated cooking." I pointed out

She shrugged. " Well. I felt bad for how I have been treating you so I decided to make breakfast for you." She smiled meekly " It was supposed to be a surprise. You should still be sleeping." She pouted " Now the surprise is ruined."

I chuckled. " I couldn't sleep. And trust me this ," I used my hand to indicate the breakfast she was making. " Is the biggest surprise yet."

My heart warmed at her words. "Really?"

She nodded, " I'm so sorry for how I've been treating you Lala, it was so immature and bitchy of me, I was being a complete jerk and I had no reason to be, you were only looking out for me. I'm sorry for ditching you and I'm more sorry for bringing a guy into the house, I hope you forgive me." She apologized, and I could see the genuine sincerity in her eyes.