You promise?

Chapter 3

Char

"We're going to go see a movie tonight, are you coming?" Jora's hand grabs my elbow, turning me around as I try to put my books in my locker.

"Today?" I ask distractedly.

"Do you have plans?" the redhead scowls at me, trying to detect any lies, as she's been wont to do since I've known her.

I smile at her, carefully pulling her hand away from my elbow, so I can put my notebooks in my locker.

"Dad wants me to help him at home." I say, knowing that the mention of my parents will make her pull away enough not to ask anything else.

Jora nods, annoyed by my constant excuses but not brave enough to insist.

"Enjoy the movie, okay? I hope I can next time." I tell her, closing my locker.

Jora nods as I walk away, listening as the other boys approach her, asking if I have finally agreed to go with them.

I arrive home, standing in front of the door before putting the key in, trying to listen for any noise coming from inside.

I open the door after detecting nothing, walk as quickly as possible to my room, and lock the door, sighing with relief.

I turn on the light, freeing myself from the darkness, and open the curtains, hoping what little daylight can still get in.

I open my computer and turn it on, stepping into the bathroom to take a shower, hoping that when I'm done, the damn thing will be on.

The hot water helps clear my head. I look down at my slender fingers, concentrating on my breathing, hoping any thoughts will disappear.

I change back into my room, and with my toothbrush between my teeth, I see how my computer is already starting to come to life.

I sigh in relief, looking at the clock on my nightstand, counting down the hours until I have to send that paper I've been ignoring all month.

My cell phone rings, and I look at it with my eyes.

I find it still in my purse, right at the bottom.

I'm surprised to see a message from Instagram. It's a restricted message that won't let me view it from the main screen.

I frown, hesitating whether to open it, thinking about the possibilities of it being a spam message, a person wanting to tease me, or just a fake account wanting money.

I sighed after a while, seeing that my computer had crashed again.

I open the message and am surprised to see the person's name.

I go to his profile, and as expected, he doesn't have it private, many photos of him and his friends at the beach, restaurants and university appear. The number of people he follows and who follow him is more than I could have ever met in my entire life.

I go back to the message and read what it says.

"We're not going out today, everyone is coming to my place. Although I have no idea how, you know where it is. You don't have to bring anything, there will be everything here. If you need me to pick you up, I'll do it without a problem, because I still don't understand how you're coming. "

I put my hand over my lips, repressing a small smile.

I quickly type a reply after hitting the follow button and sit down in front of my computer to finish the work, thinking, really, what will I wear later.