The Favor

Chapter 2

"No", I say in disbelieve, "fuck, no. Why would I do that?" I closely watch Nicolas rolling his eyes at me, probably wondering why I don't accept his offer. No wait, 'opportunity' as he called it. I take a step back while shaking my head, I'm not gonna pretend to be someone's girlfriend, especially not if the person who'd be my fake boyfriend is a completely stranger. Well, we go to the same school but still, I know nothing about him except for the fact that his ego is as high as a skyscraper and that his family basically shits money.

"You gotta ask someone else to do this, because I won't". And with that I walk toward the door, leaving him standing alone.

"I give you money if that's what you want", he announced behind me. For the second time this day I feel myself froze in place. After a moment I force my body to turn around again, crossing my arms in front of my body. "I'm sure you could use it just fine. Maybe for a car, a new rucksack or perhaps an iron."

"I have one", I point out defensive. So, my clothes truly have wrinkles.

"What exactly? I just mentioned three th-"

"An iron", I interrupt him, "I have one. Just haven't had time to use it" I don't know why I feel the need to explain myself but somehow, I always manage to make things worse. He simply nods and swiftly puts his backpack down just to grab some money out.

"How much do you want?" This actually caught me by surprise, this is definitely nothing I expected to happen this morning while running to school.

"What? I-no, no that's not-"

"Look, I know you need it, and you know you need it. Just take the damn money"

"Why do you want this so bad?"

"It's none of your business."

"It is actually. When you really want to do this which you obviously do, you at least owe me a reason to why you want it. It's only fair." I watch him throwing his rucksack back on his bag while staring at me.

"Don't flutter yourself Johnson, I don't want to, I simply have to. All you need to do is be with me in public places, school including, also to come to my house a few times to meet my family. I just need to show you off and that's all you are, don't get any ideas. You are not gonna be my friend and especially not my girlfriend or anything near that. We're not gonna have contact in private, we won't be involved in any of each other's drama, plus, both of us can have their affairs if it's secretly. Remember this isn't a real relationship." Without any more word he walks past me and out of the room, leaving me stunned behind.

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I feel my muscles relaxing as the cold water hits my face. After a few more splashes, I look up to be met by myself, looking back at me. I study myself in the mirror for a while, I haven't had time to do my make-up today, so it's no surprise that my eye bags are not to be mistaken today. My hands are slowly making their way up to put my blond hair, which barely touches my shoulders, behind my ears. With one last breath, I walk out of the school bathroom to go home.

The walk home isn't too long, yet not so short either. Anyhow, I keep refusing to take the bus, probably because I would miss it mainly. For the past thirty minutes, my head kept repeating all the things that happened today. This whole deal seems strange. Why would Nicolas Grace would want me as his 'fake girlfriend'? He said he needs someone to show off, and if I know one thing for sure, it's the fact that I'm not the perfect person to show off. Therefore, that guy has some issues. He probably needs his parents to keep their minds off the fact that he's sleeping with hoes twenty for seven, which brings me back to our conversation where he basically said that.

-plus, both of us can have their affairs if it's secretly.

The more I think about it now, the more I like it. This isn't a real relationship, there're no feelings involved, no meeting up every day in private (not that I had time for that anyway). He gets what he wants, whatever that might be, and I lose nothing in the process. I even get money for that (which I honestly need). It's basically a win-win situation.

I reach my house, turn the key into the door, and walk through it. It's silent as always as I make my way to the kitchen, placing my backpack on the floor. I unlock my phone while opening the fridge to get some water.

2 missed calls from Jon + 5 messages from Jon

Jon

Where are you?

Helloo

You okay??

Isa?

I saw you with Grace wtf is going on right now??

Me

Yup I'm good

Just got home

Honestly i have no idea, i call you later ok?

I put my phone back into my pocket, walking to my mother's bedroom. "Hey mom, I'm home!", I greet her as I walk through the door. She is lying in her bed, though she lifts her head as soon as she hears my voice. "Hey Sweetie, how was your day?" It's been like this for a while now, she barely leaves her bed. Her own body doesn't have the strength to hold her up anymore. It hurts seeing her like this, I remember the times when she used to chase me around the garden when I was a kid. I feel myself smile at the memory, "it's been good." I thought about telling her that I have a 'boyfriend' now, but that would be a lie. I truly don't want to lie to her about something like that, it wouldn't be that bad, but I just know she would be so happy, nevertheless it's not true and I can't and won't fake a happy memory for her, not under these conditions.

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Author's note:

Again, sorry for this short chapter. I don't know what to think about this, let me know what you think.
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Much love, lea ♡