An Enemy to Love

Eliana

I walked home, thinking about the book I'm reading right now, "Twisted Games", God I love that book.
But I even more love to write my own books I already finished one like 4 months ago. I made a break after that and two months ago I started again, the book I wrote months ago was a sweet boy best friend romance book, but my taste had changed, I was writing a - well, book suitable for readers above sixteen at least. My book was like a boss and assistant love story.

I wasn't so innocent when it came to books, whether books I read or wrote. And I already wrote a few scenes that well - maybe weren't even supposed to be in my head, I didn't care though...
The first smutty book I read with 14, so my mind lost its innocence a longer time ago.
When I got home I finished my homework and started listening to music while reading.

The next day went good, still I couldn't wait for it to be over cause of the tutoring lessons, Wednesdays where one of my favorite days in the week - untill now.
Christian was already late which pissed me off because I purposely told him he shouldn't be late. He should've been here 15 minutes ago, I already texted and called him several times but after a while I gave up. I started working on my book again, which is called " business with benefits" for now.
I started writing one of the more smutty scenes, I clenched my thighs blushing at the words I wrote. My breathing got a little heavier.

"What's going on here? I smell tension.", I gasped at Christian standing in the doorframe.
"Nothing", I said still flushed. I closed my book, but it was too late he snatched it out of my grip.
"Stop! Christian! Don't!", I yelled in frustration and embarrassment.
He held the book up and read it. I had no chance to rescue the book before he read it, cause of the immense height difference.
I could see his face filling with surprise, but before I could even blink I could see him grinning and smirking.
"I didn't think your mind would be this filthy, darling.", he said looking down at me.
He looked over it again, "Damn Torres", he said nodding his head to the side.
"Shut up", I said probably looking like a tomato from all the blushing, "You don't get to say anything. You're late and I told you to not be", I said snatching the book out of his grip again as soon as he lowered his arm.
The tutoring lesson went okay actually, as soon as we finished Christian got up,
"Okay, so see you tomorrow sweetheart", he said throwing his bag over his shoulder.
"Mhm", I said, not bothering to look up at him.
"No eye rolling today?", he said a little surprised but I saw him hiding his smirk.
"Goodbye, Baker", I said looking at him for a second.
He let out a chuckle and left.

I was getting ready for bed when my phone ringed. I saw the number and hang up.
It ringed again. I hang up again. After that I couldn't sleep well, it was never a good sign when my mom called.
I tried to force myself to sleep, but couldn't stop overthinking. In the next morning I woke up extremely tired after my only 3 hour long sleep.
I dragged myself out of bed and changed into baggy jeans, a baby pink oversized shirt and made a sleek bun.
When I went downstairs I got another call from my mom, I sighed an answered the call.
"Mom?" I said, already knowing why she's calling me, I'm still surprised, the last time she contacted me was almost a year ago.
"Eliana" - break - "honey, I'm sorry if it's not a good time right now but - uhm - I wanted to ask you -"
"Mom, I'm not sending you money", I said cold but I know she could hear the hurt in my voice.
"But please this is the last time."
"Mom - don't do this. I'm not helping you be an addict you need to go clean."
"Well, Fuck you, I can't believe god chose you to be my daughter.", she said changing her mood in a second, her softness
changing to disgust and frustration, she kept cursing but her voice sounded blurred between all my thoughts.
"Mom, Please", I said a tear escaping my eye.
"Just give me fucking Money, please I just need 100 bucks.", her voice was slipping between disgust and softness.
"I'm gonna hang up now", I whispered while another tear slid down my cheek.
I already was in front of school so I whipped my tear away.

I walked through the hallway.
"Hey Torres", I heard a too familiar voice.
"Not today Christian", I said tired walking past him, my brother and their friends.
When I heard steps behind me I tried to walk faster but Christian took a big step and was walking next to me now.
"What's wrong darling?", he said mockingly. "Doesn't matter", I said coolly.
"Really?"
"Yes, I'm just tired.", I said.
"Okay...Oh and when you're done let me read your book would you", he said yelling through the hall grinning.
I didn't have the nerve to answer.

Hey guys! Here's Chapter two, I hope you enjoyed it! Be excited for Chapter three, it'll get more interesting!
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