My favorite enemy

Chapter fifteen | late night thoughts

I stand in front of my large vintage mirror I have inside my bedroom, the majority of my small apartment was summed up of vintage finds.

The only reason I collected these types of things is because of my mom, some of the stuff I had was hers and some of it was things I got on my own.

When I was younger she would go to this vintage store downtown, she gawked at every single thing she saw and always spent more than half of her paycheck there.

I stare back at my reflection in the mirror, I comb my hair and style it with gel like I always did. I made sure it was perfect.

God damn someone should put my hair on fucking display.

I wasn't cocky, but I wasn't going to wallow in self pity every single time I didn't feel confident in myself which was close to never.

There was no way in hell I was going to school today and I assumed Dominik was home more likely than not so I grabbed my leather jacket off the back of the couch and walked towards Cash.

"Hey buddy." I give him a soft smile before I stoop down to his level and give him a generous amount of head and back scratches.

He does nothing but stick out his slobbery tongue and pant, I just fed him but I left some food in his bowl in case I took longer than expected.

After a minute or so of quality time with Cash I decided to hit the road.

I hop in my truck and use the drive to Dominik's to do a deep dive into my own head, which rarely went well.

I've come to a realization that there's barely anything that brings me 'joy' in this world, and that's literally just cash and-

Scarlett.

I don't know why I kept sabotaging everything for myself, the truth is I really didn't feel like I was good enough to have her in my possession.

There we go.. Talk about not wallowing in self pity.

But I was telling the honest to god truth, Every other girl I had ever been with had been some idiotic drunken hookup that I ended up regretting considering all of their faces didn't look so much like Gigi Hadid the next morning.

I didn't even want to sleep with anyone, quite frankly it was refreshing to wake up in the morning and not hear 'morning sleepyhead' come from the new random woman who looked like Lindsay Lohan mid crisis.

I shake my head to myself.

I had been ignoring Scarlett for a week now.. I mean, it's not like she tried to approach me. She had been giving me death glares for the entire week at school.

Part of the reason I'm not going today, Im tired of trying keep my hands and eyes off of her.

But only lord knows that I've never kept my eyes off of her. And I wish I didn't have to punish myself by keeping my hands off her either.

I don't know how to be nice, so I've just been avoiding the situation all together.

How do you explain, 'oh hey yeah I have no logical explanation as to why I came into your bedroom, got you all hot and bothered because I couldn't help myself, and then ignored you like nothing happened, sorry about that.'

Yeah no that was not going to happen. It's better to stay away from her for my own well being, and hers.

I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize that I had sped past Dominick's house.

"God damnit." I flip a quick u-turn and start back towards his house.

I park on the street and hop out before heading for the front door.