He can't see the smile I'm faking
And my heart's not breaking
'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all
And you were wild and crazy
Just so frustrating, intoxicating, complicated
Got away by some mistake and now
I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
It's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name
I'm so in love that I acted insane
And that's the way I loved you
The Way I Loved You - Taylor Swift
Mena
I slammed the pillow against my face feeling my cheeks flush red and burn. I shouldn't have hugged him. I got taken in by the day. I forgot who I was with. I was in a dream state. It's no wonder he didn't hug me back. He probably thought I lost my brain. We're enemies. Like fire and ice. Since the moment we met, we fought like cats and dogs. The Peter I was with today wasn't trying to be with me. He was pretending he was with Rebecca and I completely let that get to my head. When did I stop pretending? I'm in love with Miguel. How could I get so lost in the charade to forget that? I sat up and glared at my reflection.
"So what if he has that swoon worthy playful smile and that stupid dimple and strong jawline, he is a player," I said pointing at my reflection, "and your heart already belongs to another, you traitor. Do not quit on me now. Those chocolate gooey eyes that make you feel like the only girl he sees are just a trick he's perfected from all the girls he seduced before. On the other hand, Miguel..." Miguel always put me first. Always did everything to make me happy. He sat through my worst nights with me, so I wouldn't be scared. His hands would be bloody and cut from the dirt he'd dig through just so he could give me his hand to hold. He'd sit through the cold night exposed just so I wouldn't be alone. He'd risk being caught by other members of Noche Negra. Sure, there were times when he was confused, but in the end, I was still the most important one. And I refuse to give up that spot. We have a bond like no one else. Now is not the time to get confused or I will lose. I let out a sigh as I let myself fall back. Though, no one can deny Peter has a sweet side...He thought I wasn't looking, but he totally jumped into the water just so I wouldn't feel bad. He let me order the sweetest tray on the menu despite that he doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. Rebecca would be lucky to have him. It's clear Peter is a romantic and a sweetheart for the girl he loves.
That night when I fell asleep, my subconscious traitorously dreamed of chocolate eyes and cute dimples. I woke with a start in the morning when I was shaken awake. I looked at Peter startled.
"Mom's coming," Peter said, "hurry, act sick!"
"What?" I said confused still waking up.
"act sick!" He prompted impatiently, "cough, groan, anything." Before I could ask why, his mom entered the room. I immediately began a chain of fake coughs and groaned as I leaned against Peter as he caught me before I fell off of my bed in the act.
"Oh, my, Xime," His mom said rushing over, "are you okay?"
"I don't feel so good," I whispered trying to sound weak. She touched my cheeks as I rested my forehead on Peter's neck as he supported me in a sitting position. With the way my ear pressed against Peter's chest, I could hear his heartbeat. It was strong and steady and peaceful. I could easily fall back to sleep like this.
"You definitely can't go to school like this," his mom frowned. "I'll have to call in and schedule my errands for another day."
"You can't cancel your obligations as Luna," Peter said, "the pack needs you."
"No, the future of this pack needs me," His mom said and the statement made Peter turn to look at his mom in horror as I looked at him confused. "I uh...well, I mean every child of the pack is it's future and we can't overlook them. Especially Mena, who's practically family." I kept looking at Peter. Why did he react like that? What did he think she meant?
