Because of everything that had happened these past two weeks, I had completely forgotten about the tutoring sessions. As if that wasn't enough, Mr.Jansen yelled at me because apparently, lately I have been very "unmotivated" and should rise my grades. He explained that if I would continue like this, he would have no choice , but to take my tutoring job away.
"Well thank you very much Jansen, I didn't even want this job at the first place?!" That's what I wanted to say. But didn't. It sounded more like a mouse's squeak. "Of course."
I didn't really wanted to get kicked out in my last year here , so it was safer to pick the 2nd option.
Joost was continuing being annoying. He wanted to prove me that he wasn't lying about Mia, like it depended on his life. That was weird.
But.. a part of me really believed him. I don't know.. There was just a vague feeling , that he was telling the truth. But I was the kind of the girl ,that needed proof before making any assumptions. Although, I basically told him to go fuck himself, just because his opinion was different than mine. But that was just how me communicated. It was normal, I guess?
Joosts Pov:
Her house was dead quiet, the kind of silence that made every rustle of paper sound like a thunderclap. I watched Katherine, her eyes glued to her textbook, pretending she was too absorbed to notice me. But I knew better. I needed to get through to her, no matter what. She was very sad since Mia left and i had to fix it.
"Kat, listen," I said, leaning back in my chair, my voice casual. "You have to believe me."
She sighed, not looking up. "Joost, I don't want to talk about this right now. We have a lot of studying to do."
"Why didn't you tell me about this before? Why keep it a secret?"
Her question hit hard, and I felt a pang of guilt. I leaned forward, my eyes locked on hers, my voice losing its nonchalance. "I thought you'd misunderstand, and I didn't want to worry you."
She just looked down and ignored me.
But i was prepared for this.
I sighed and reached into my bag, pulling out a small, crumpled piece of paper.
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I handed it to Kat, who looked at me, puzzled. She began to smooth it out and then opened it. Her eyes immediately lit up as she read the contents. 'Wow,' she whispered. "Hm?"
"Did She really give this to you?" she said enthusiastically. "Uh, yeah." I tried to sound nonchalant. "Thank you." she said bashfully.
She smiled softly at me, her eyes sparkling with a warmth that made my heart ache. Slowly, she leaned closer, and I could feel her breath against my skin. Every nerve in my body was on edge, torn between wanting to pull her closer and pushing her away. When her lips met mine, it was sweet, everything I had ever wanted. Yet, instead of happiness, a wave of guilt washed over me.
I was mad that I had to lie to her, frustrated that I couldn't just be honest. I was afraid of losing her. But lying felt like a betrayal, not only to her but also to myself. There were things in my past, shadows that haunted me, and memories too painful to share. She was the only one I had.
And that's why , I had to fake the letter.
A/N:
Kk guys this was like a filler chapter, but what do yall think so far?
