Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 46 - Executed!!

It has been a week since I last spoke to Brent after our argument.

After a lot of failed attempts to call and text him, I eventually stopped and had to understand he just needed some space, but for how long?

When I see him in school, he doesn't even turn my direction, and his usual vibrant personality was gone. He always acted like a different person. Never smiling and I swear I began to notice eye bags under his eyes. Of course it was my fault, but Weston told me not to blame myself, but deep down I know he knows that I'm to blame.

After the fight with Brent, I've been spending most of my time at Weston's house. Mostly because I don't want my mom to notice how messed up I've been, and also because I want to avoid my dad.

I haven't heard of him every since... Well, that day. My mom tells me my dad isn't home much anymore.

He goes to work really early in the morning, then returns really late at night. I'm glad, cause now we're less fortunate to run into each other. Though, I can tell it's really hurting my mom since no woman wants to go through the pain of having their husband slowly distance themselves from the family and had laid hands on their child.

Dad didn't deserve mom. Not at all. She was perfect, and he was terrible.

"Do you really have to go? I'm going to be lonely all by myself" Weston whined as he clung to my arm like a koala.

"You've done it before, I see no reason why you can't do it again. And besides, I'm barely home and I'm sure my mom misses me" I explain to him as I grabbed my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. Weston slowly released my arm, but still held my fingers.

"Maybe just one hour?" He gave me puppy dog eyes.

He wasn't being for real. "Weston"

"Fine" He groaned softly before releasing me. Finally. But before I could turn to leave, he wrapped his arms around my waist before pulling me closer and placing a soft kiss onto my lips.

I gently kissed him back, placing my hand on his shoulder as our tongues both danced together along with our breaths mingling with one another before he pulled away. His pure blue eyes locked with mine, a soft smile grazing his lips as his cute dimples appeared like always.

"Get home safe, my love" He whispered, his voice soft and soothing.

"No need to worry, I'll be fine" I say as I smiled back at him.

A gentle chuckle escaped his lips. "How can't I when the love of my life is about to leave me in this big empty house all alone?" I watched as he took my hand and placed a gentle kiss at the back. A soft blush crept up my cheek at his little action.

"I'll call you when I get home"

"I'll be waiting" With that, I waved him goodbye before I made my way on to the sidewalk.

He had offered giving me a ride, but I rejected and said I'll rather walk since all he has been doing this week is giving me rides all the time. I enjoy riding with him, but I can't get used to that. Besides, walking is an extra exercise.

Weston's house is a bit far from mine, so it took me a while before I got home. The sun looked like it was ready to set.

As I got closer to my house, I stopped as I noticed something on our front porch or more like someone. I squinted my eyes to see who it was, but suddenly paused as I took in the sun reflecting against the brunet hair.

Brent sat on my front porch, his head buried down in his arms.

What was he doing here?

How long has he been sitting there?