BETWEEN THE PANES

Chapter 12

                         🍒TIMI🍒

"Boy?" I asked, looking at Kelvin, whose eyes widened.

"Don't act dumb, young lady. I know that boy isn't Atlas, so what is he doing in your room?" My dad interrogated.

"We're studying," I quickly replied.

"Studying? In your room? The other day, I saw you kiss the boy through the CCTV cameras," my dad revealed. Oh, shit! How could I forget we had CCTV cameras?

"So you have a boyfriend now?" he asked, his tone serious.

"No, I don't," I insisted.

"And you're kissing him? Did you forget what happened before? How you were dating someone and you didn't tell us about him, and what did that get you?" He continued, but I remained silent.

"Get him out of the house, and the only boy allowed is Atlas because you tutor him and we know him. That other boy, we know nothing about him," my dad declared before abruptly ending the call. My gaze turned to Kelvin, and I couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over me.

"Can we only see each other in school?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"I understand," he replied softly, pulling me into a hug.

"Thank you for understanding," I said, lifting my head to give him a kiss.

"See you tomorrow," he said before kissing me again and then walking out of my room.


I stared at my door for a while, contemplating the mess I had gotten myself into. How could I forget about the CCTV cameras? And now, I knew my dad would be furious.

Turning towards Atlas's window, I saw him sitting on his bed, watching me. Wait! Had he been watching me and Kelvin?

"Hi," he greeted as soon as our eyes met.

"Hey," I replied plainly, feeling a mix of annoyance and curiosity.

"It's 5 already," he stated.

"And how does that concern me?" I asked, not in the mood for small talk.

"I get it. I was really mean at first about the tutoring stuff and all of that," he began, his tone apologetic. "I'm sorry, and I really want you to be my tutor again."

"I don't think I can teach you anymore, Atlas. You were rude, and you told me you already knew all of that," I reminded him.

"Yes, I know. I was just annoyed about what you were saying about my..." he trailed off.

"Girlfriend?" I finished for him, raising an eyebrow.

"The thing is, I've been having doubts about her. I don't think I trust her anymore, and I've been reconsidering everything you said about her. It's not like I don't like Dera anymore, I still do, but I don't really know anymore," he confessed.

"So, what's my role in all of this?" I asked, skeptical.

"Since you know about most of her schedules, can you help me out? She's been acting weird lately, and most of the time, she doesn't leave school early. Can you help me find out if she's really cheating?" he requested.

"Why would I want to help you?" I questioned, folding my arms.

"I know I've been a jerk most of the time, and I'm really sorry about it," he apologized sincerely. I hesitated, not sure if I wanted to get involved in his relationship drama. But then I thought about his mother; I liked her a lot, and she had always been kind to me. Maybe helping her son catch his cheating girlfriend was the least I could do to repay her kindness.