MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(XVIII)

- Have you already decided on your costume? - Ruby appears at the bathroom door, holding her toothbrush.

The girl decided at the last minute that she was going to sleep here, and I didn't have much choice but to bring her. But it's not like I don't like it, I just love it when Ruby comes to sleep here.

- no, I'm not even thinking about it lately - I say, looking at the laptop screen while I'm lying face down on my bed. - but I intend to use something scary and of course, sexy - I turn my face to the blonde, with a sideways smile, seeing my friend laugh and go back to the bathroom.

- I'm thinking you're a little different after that party - she speaks loudly for being in the bathroom.

I frowns, swinging my legs in the air, staring at the bathroom door, seeing her reflection in the mirror.

- I'm not different - I say, letting out a sigh.

- I know, I think the teacher got you too well - she laughs, rinsing her mouth next.

I don't avoid widening my eyes with your speech, and quickly, I feel my cheeks heat up.

Ruby had seen the exact moment when it all started and I didn't have much choice but to tell literally everything that has been happening to me lately, especially the confusions that is haunting me.

- don't exaggerate, Kylie it's not even all that - I sit on the bed, crossing my legs, watching the blonde leave the bathroom in her pink pajamas.

- Is she really not? You don't know her very well - Ruby talks as if she had known Kylie for a while.

- I'm sure not, she's just a spiteful woman and who thinks she is - I say, looking at the woman's photos on the website I opened. - what doesn't enter my head is, why would such a powerful and rich woman be teaching in a shitty school? - I look up at Ruby, who is sitting on my dressing table, brushing her blonde hair.

- this is really intriguing - Ruby looks at me through the mirror, sharing the same confused look.

- I need to stop thinking about her - I snort, bringing the pillow over my legs, then putting the laptop on it.

- It looks like someone is in love - I look at Ruby seriously, not liking her words.

- there is no passion between us, Ruby - I say, returning to pay attention to Kylie Lorena Cantrall's biography.

- I'm talking, Malia - I hear my friend speak, but I don't take my eyes off the screen.

- you're falling in love, and I don't know if falling in love with an asshole will bring you a happy ending - her words make me tense, and a sigh escapes my lips.

It's not like I want that. I don't want in any way to fall in love with Cantrall, to have to deal with her confusions and lies.

The silence settled in the room again and I went back to paying attention to what was on the screen.

My eyes walk through the words written next to her photo, seeing that Cantrall is really twenty-three years old and an only daughter and heir to her father's entire empire.

Her whole name is Kylie Lorena Cantrall, her mother is a world-renowned psychologist, also her father, who carries several fashion and accessory companies in her name.

A little further down, the site reports that unfortunately Charles Cantrall was brutally murdered when he left a restaurant after a business meeting, no one knows exactly who the murderer was or the reason they wanted to kill you.

- damn - I whisper, not believing what I'm reading.

- What you Seeing there? - Ruby sits next to me, starting to read the excerpt I read. - wow, her father was extremely famous - the blonde looks at me surprised, making me agree.