Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 29 - Wanna come over my house?

In the end, I told Brent everything. From the kiss at the party to all the times we did it. He was shocked at first on how much we did just in the span of two weeks, but he was understanding and comforted me all the way through.

Even if Brent wasn't disgusted in me I at least expected him to be mad at me for not telling him, but he wasn't. All he was aimed on was making me feel better and I felt so guilty. Maybe if I had told him sooner I wouldn't be in such a situation right now.

We talked everything out that night and Brent was still shocked I had did it with Weston in our school restroom. He even bursted out laughing when I told him the part when we nearly got caught by Matt and Jackson while kissing. It was embarrassing but I ended up laughing with Brent.

When we had to come back to school I avoided Weston more than I had ever done. When I see him in the hallways I turn away and avoid his gaze, and since Brent was with me it made it much more easier. Though we still had fine arts together I managed to get my seat swapped so I was much more further away from Weston. I didn't want to seat next to him and hear him make fun of me.

And luckily, since they wouldn't be having basketball practice till next week Brent and I were now always together till school closes and he walks me home.

Sometimes he comes over to my house and we use the excuse that we want to go study but once we get to my room we just snuggle up together and Brent comforts me with gentle pats on the back and soothing words. And the times we go to his house I not only get to hang out with Brent but Zane as well. And those times are really fun. I really appreciate Brent a lot cause if it wasn't for him I would still be sobbing in my room.

As for Weston, I've been avoiding him since and has his number blocked. But the times I do see him he always has Isabel clinging onto him like a koala, just she's not cute and furry. I know I'm not supposed to feel anything when I see them but my heart can't help but ache. Even though I hate him I still miss him, and I hate it.

I'm just glad Isabel hasn't posted the picture of us kissing. Maybe she realized she wouldn't want to waste her time on someone like me.

This week flew by like breeze and it was Saturday again. Usually I would be at Brent's house or Brent would be here, but Zane and him went on a hiking trip which they have been planning for weeks now. They suggested I joined but I declined since they've already helped me enough, and I also wasn't a big fan of climbing.

Since I had nothing to do I decided to study and go through my notes. I haven't really done that for this week since all I've been doing is hanging with Brent and slowly healing.

My dad wasn't home today and it was only my mom and I, so that was perfect.

As I schemed through my note and wrote down some points I paused as I heard something tap my window. I furrow my brows and turn to my window, but upon seeing nothing I shrugged and turned back to continue taking notes.

Once again there was another tap and I immediately whipped my head back, this time confused. I stared at my window to figure out what was making those taps when a small rock was thrown and tapped my window.

"What the hell...?" I muttered to myself confused before I stood up and walked towards my window. As I got closer and looked down my window I felt my entire body freeze as I stared down at Weston, who stood on my front yard with a few small rock in his hands and ready to throw another. The moment he spotted me staring at him he immediately paused and stared at me.

I quickly moved out of view from the window and clenched my chest tightly. My heart was beating like crazy as I was shocked. What was he doing here? Why was he here? What did he want?!