Escape

Chapter 14

I decided to go out so my only choice was choosing the clique that usually ditched school. I wore my comfy socks and then I headed towards the phone to call Lizzy.
When I unplugged my phone from the charger, I found 4 new missed calls were shown on the screen from Peter.
Peter is my lover, and best friend. I used to have a crush on him when we were in tenth grade.
He is known for being a player just before he met me.
His blond straight hair and dazzling sea blue eyes.
He held me like I was a treasure, in his arms.
He was afraid to let me go , easily.
He gave me love, care and everything any girl could ever dream of.
He made me feel alive again.
Nothing could ever replace him...
Another ring awaked me from my daydream about him.
"Hey," i said through the speaker
"Hey? , I'm worried sick about you and all you say is hey?"
"Um, I'm sorry?" I said, unsure what to answer.
"Why didn't you call me? I was about to kill myself." He said in a highly frustrated tone.
" I had a really bad dream, Peter. All i need now is comfort and love. So if you're going to go one with this attitude just hang up" i say, sounding desperate.
I heard the line go dead after a second.
Well, he had the right to be angry, after all, i always made him go crazy..
Anyway, i decided to call him again.
After the 4th time I call, Peter finally responded;
"What?" He said, frustrated.
" I love you" i said, words coming out of my heart.
His voice directly softened after he heard these 3 words
"I love you too baby, can i come over ?"
" Yeah, no one's come and we can spend a little bit of time together."
"Okay" he said,
I can imagine the scenes running in his mind right now, clearly, Peter has a different version of being alone.
I ran over to my mirror and checked if my hair was on point. I wore a long-lasting, expensive perfume and headed to the living room in order to welcome Peter.
20 minutes later, I hear the door bell ring, and I ran to open it.
As soon as I opened the door, I leaped in his arm and gave him an amorous hug.
"Baby girl, you made me worried sick about you."
As soon as i wanted to respond, I hear the maid clearing her throat behind me.
I guess that the living room isn't the perfect place for a couple's emotions.
"Let's go to my place, it's better."
I quickly nodded, but I realized that the maid can bust me. I ran upstairs to get my wallet, and gave each maid a 100$ bill to keep their mouths shut.
"We won't speak a word", said Lolla, who did not accept a penny from me.
" I really appreciate that," i said
"You two go have some fun, I can remember my time with my boyfriend", Remonda, the other maid said with laughter.
"Worry about nothing you cutie pies, your parents aint gonna bust ya" said Lolla using her perfect accent.
I ran off quickly, holding Peter's hand in mine.
" Babe, my car is parked right here. We'll go to my pent house." I nodded with agreement and we went together .
Peter lives alone in a penthouse, which his parents bought for him for his 18th birthday.
He has a total freedom to do what ever he wanted, but he never failed his parents by getting amazing grades and having high class in his appearance. He usually got drunk with his friends on weekends, as I mentioned before, he is one of the bad boys in college.
I entered his red Ferrari, and he sat next to me. After a few minutes, he took my hand and placed it on his lap.