Dirty Sheets

Fateful

Dirty Sheets
Chapter 2, page 8
Author's POV~

Note: This story contains mature content and should be read with caution.

Santiago's Point of View

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring, groaning as I reached over to shut it off. Blinking away the sleep, I remembered that Adriana was still in my bed.

I turned my head to look at her, her peaceful expression making my heart skip a beat. She looked so sweet and gorgeous, even in the morning.

Carefully slipping out of bed, I grabbed a fresh pair of clothes and headed towards the bathroom. As I brushed my teeth, I couldn't help but think about the day ahead.

Adriana would be leaving soon, and we would go back to our separate lives. But for now, I wanted to cherish every moment we had together.

I walked out of the bathroom, ready for the day, and saw Adriana sitting on the edge of my bed, her eyes still heavy with sleep.

"Morning," I greeted her with a smile, trying to hide the sadness that threatened to creep into my voice.

Adriana yawned and stretched, her sarcasm lacing her words. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the cunty and cold soccer player. Looking all charming this morning, huh?"

I chuckled, grateful for her light-hearted banter. "I have a reputation to maintain, don't I? Can't let anyone think I've suddenly become a nice guy."

She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Oh, absolutely not. The world would be turned upside down."

As we made our way to the door, an awkward silence settled between us. We hadn't talked about what happened last night, and now it felt like an invisible wall stood between us.

We walked side by side, lost in our own thoughts, neither of us willing to break the silence.

Adriana's Point of View

The day seemed to stretch on forever as we went about our separate classes. I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that Santiago and I hadn't spoken all day. He didn't even make it to our art class.

The memory of our night together still lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake off the desire to be close to him again.

As evening fell, I received a text from my brother, Adrian. It was an invitation to a party, and he mentioned that Santiago would be there too.

My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. Maybe this was the chance we needed to break through the awkwardness.

Arriving at the party, the room was filled with laughter and music. Santiago and I exchanged glances from across the room, our eyes filled with a mix of desire and jealousy.

I couldn't help but notice the way he interacted with other girls, and it made my blood boil. I guess I wasn't the only one feeling possessive.

Author's Point Of View

Adrianna found herself engrossed in a conversation with a handsome stranger named Jacob.

His eyes sparkled as he recounted the story of their first meeting. "I'll never forget the day we met at the bar" he began with a warm smile.

"You looked stunning that evening, Adrianna, just like you do now." Adrianna couldn't help but blush at the compliment, a faint smile playing on her lips as she thanked him.

As they reminisced about that memorable night, Adrianna's attention was divided. She was into the conversation with Jacob, captivated by his charm and the way he recalled the details of that evening.