Vanessa (Nessa) Lola Maliña Cortez has spent her whole life surrounded by dancing, the music industry, flashy invitations, celebrity gatherings, and drama of being in the public eye due to parental pressure and her father's spotlight in the media. B...
The drive home was deadly silent. I was so disappointed in Jacob's relapse in judgement, I really thought he'd changed. But part of me couldn't be honest about how I felt because I was so scared. I can't talk to Jacob, and I can't tell my family I've gone back to him, and definitely not my friends. I felt so alone, no matter how many people knew my name. That is, apart from Josh. All I wanted was to be out of this car and somewhere else. I just imagined a deer stuck in headlights, but the headlights are a million headlights and they're all flashing at different times in this innocent deers face and there's no way out... but no ones moving. Just stuck there as if it's fate forever, no way out.
Eventually we arrived at the street a few houses away from mine. I grabbed my tote bag from the foot well and climbed out the car, walking around to the boot to grab my bags. Jacob got out too, and popped the trunk, gathering various shopping bags. As he began to walk with me to my house, I scoffed, shocked beyond words, snatched the bags from him and said "Thanks for the morning" He looked at me annoyed and confused. " we spent the afternoon together? I wasn't with you in the morning." He reminded me, stood at his door as I backed away down the street. "I know" I turned my back and marched toward my house, feeling my heart pick up as he got in his car, slammed the door and drove up to me "You're a disrespectful bitch Nessa, you better realise how lucky you got with me. Or else" he snapped through the open windows, before speeding off. I held my lips tightly, not acknowledging the tears falling from my eyes.
As soon as I got home, I gave some of my bags to our house keeper to help bring up to my room, then thanked her and ushered her out, before flopping onto my bed and crying. Crying out my exhaustion, my guilt, my shame, my stupidity, and all my anxiety. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called Josh immediately. Riinggggg....click "Hey, what's up? Get bored already" Josh chuckled "Can you come over" I whimpered, sniffling "be there in five" click. My pain began to subside, allowing myself to be helped by someone else.
A couple minutes later, as the sun had just began its descend into the earths horizon, I heard a tap of a rock at my window. I went over to check it, wiping my eyes dry to see, through blurry vision, Josh holding a trader joes bag. I clicked the hatch outside my window to release the black ladder that lead into the tiny little balcony outside my window. I gave him a small smile, and took the bag from him as he came closer so he could climb up the rest of the rungs. He slid in through the window, and my eyes began watering just at the relief of seeing his face. He pulled me into his chest, and I buried my face in his forest green Carhartt hoodie. I felt his strong hand caress my hair, stoking it tenderly, and the other splayed across my back. I pulled my head away from him and looked up, resting my chin on his chest. "Hey" I smiled "Hey" he replied in a soft half-whisper He guided me over to my bed that I'd scruffed up in my curled up, nap like state, grabbing the bag from the floor. He sat down, kicked off his adidas sambas then scooted backwards into my bed, pulling me into him. I tucked my leg in between his legs, the other tangled in his bottom leg, my foot stroking his ankle. He wrapped his big arm round my waist, stroking my skin, and the other rested next to my face, brushing away my hair. "Why do I do this to myself. What's wrong with me?" I crinkled my eyebrows and felt my eyes sting again, but I let my tears fall in front of Josh. I knew I could trust him. "Hey, there's nothing wrong with you. Well, there's quite a few screws not quite right up there..." he chuckled, then met my eyes with a serious tone, "But none of this is your fault. He's a complete dick and doesn't know how gorgeous you are. You're so pure and beautiful, you're too good for him."
"I bought you some things. I hope you don't mind" he said, looking down to behind him where the woven bag was resting. He pulled out two bags of sour patch kids, two bottles of Dr Pepper Cherry Vanilla Zero, a bouquet of yellow and pink hibiscus flowers, and a Lego flower set in a crisp box, placing them all in between us, and passing the flowers to me "Holy shit, this is boyfriend material. Why would you do all this for me?!" I smiled, shell shocked. "because, you're worth it" he said assertively.
We huddled under one of my blankets, and I played Friends on my TV, while we ate snacks, talked shit about our least favourite people (ie our mutual hate of Jacob) and made the lego flowers. I'd asked Josh a couple times how he knew me so well, still in shock he got my exact drink, my favourite flowers and my favourite snacks, and he explained his stalking of my instagram and TikTok page, as well as interrogating my friends after he'd met me to know everything he could about me. He knew me better than Jacob could even fathom, and I've know Jacob since I met the spotlight.
" I just don't understand how a guy could be so disgusting to you, but you'd still love him? I know you say you go back to him for the reputation, but I think you want to believe there's still something there" Josh suggested, looking with pity at me " it's more complicated than that. I just... if he needs me, I need to be there for him, I can't imagine not being there for him. I just, feel guilty." " you know his happiness isn't your responsibility" he reminded. "Then why do I feel like I'm the only thing keeping him alive? I can't just leave him" I rebutted "Look, Vanessa, who is the one that left you crying all night, pulled you into a false sense of security and then treated you like complete shit?!" Josh snapped, finally having enough of hearing about Jacob. I looked down, ashamed, my cheeks reddening. "And who is the one that waits on your calls and texts, day and night, wondering when the girl of his dreams will realise how much she belongs with him? I don't care about Jacob, I don't care that he'll want to kill me, I don't care about the press or reputation. And I don't care how many times you've been broken or hurt, I need you".
I looked up to Josh, tears gathering in my eyes. Sweet tears. It was then I noticed his eyes were glazed over with sweet loving tears too. "Wow... well you don't have to twist my arm" I half chuckled, sniffling back tears. "Oh, Josh... I don't know what to say. I had no idea you felt so strongly. I feel something between us, I really really like you Josh, I want you. I want us" I whispered, inches from him. Just as our passionate tears fell, like beautiful midnight rain decorated in sunshine, just for us, our lips collided. A string of slow, open mouthed, soft sweet kisses entangled us, and I guided my hands up to his hair, tangling them in it and lightly pulling back, making Josh moan softly into my mouth. I lifted my leg to straddle him as josh eased himself back to lean on my headboard. His hands found my jaw and my waist, and we guided each other through our make out, something we'd both been holding back for too long. After a while, once we'd both gotten it out our system, the kisses slowed, and I pulled back to rest my forehead on his.
" you know, if you borrowed my brothers pyjamas, you could stay the night? I don't want you to leave, not after... that" I smiled "Oh I'm not going anywhere"'Josh smiled back, and kissed my nose.
"I'll go grab you some stuff....why don't you get the shower going?" I climbed off his lap, and walked out the room, looking over my shoulder at last minute, smirking.
｡･ﾟﾟ｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。𝓛𝓸𝓵𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 <3 ﾟ･｡･
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