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Chapter 12

"Hey you." Scott greets me as I get into the car.

"Hey." I smirk back at him. "Where are we going?"

"There's a really good ice cream parlor not to far from here."

"Well I was thinking your place." I say.

"That could work." He drives away.

The whole car ride consisted of me singing along to the radio. Scott would look glance over at me and chuckle. I felt like an old married couple.

We finally arrived at his beautiful house and I kick off my boots, soon jumping onto the huge couch.

"I could get used to this." I say, sinking into cloud-like chair.

"Look at you, already making herself at home." He props down next to me.

"Duhh! How could you not in this place? It's fantastic." I stretch my feet out onto his lap.

"It's great and all, but it does get lonely."

"I guess that's what I'm here for." I crawl onto his lap, placing my hands on the back of his neck.

Our lips crash, savoring each kiss. He places his hands on my lower back, rubbing them in circles.

He stands up, picking me up with him. My lips leave his and trail onto his jawline. He takes us up the grand stairs and towards his bedroom.

Setting me onto the bed, Scott pulls off his shirt, his gaze never leaving mine.

He slowly crawls back onto the bed, his body on top of mine. I wrap my legs around his back as my hands digs into his hair.

Together, our bodies intertwine together.

And I officially lose something;

my innocence.

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The bright sunlight fills the room, causing me to squint my eyes in discomfort.

I stretch my legs and sit up, discovering that I'm alone in the bed.

On the bedside table lie a note.

Out for my morning run- S

I smile at the thought of last night and how amazing it was.

Then suddenly, I remember that I didn't tel anyone where I was. Panicking, I grab my phone and check it.

9 missed calls from Mom
2 new messages from Nikki

Oh my god! I forgot to call my mom! I say out loud, starting to panic.

I open Nikki's texts, reassured when reading that she told my mom that I slept over her house.

Thank god.

I finally decide to get out of bed only wearing my bra and underwear.

Maybe I should wear one of his shirts like they do in movies.

I like the idea and enter his closet which is more like a room.

Clothes line the walls, a leather couch sits in the middle of the room, next to a counter of watches and other male accessories.

The man has a good sense of style.

I walk over to his shirts. A light blue one catches my attention.

As I reach to grab it, I notice a vintage looking trunk under a shelf.

Wonder what's in here.

I sit on the floor and unlock the trunk.

Small knickknacks and photos in frames fill the box.

I pick up on the the frames, almost dropping it when I see the picture in it.

Throwing it back in, I slam the trunk shut and run to grab my clothes.

Tears begin to trickle down my face as I hurry to clothe myself.

I run downstairs and out of the house in a matter of seconds.

Even though I have no car and I'm very far from home, I rush down the sidewalks.

Once I am out of the neighborhood, I call Nikki and ask her for a ride, which she happily agrees to.

The only thing I feel right now is anger, sadness, and betrayal.

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Monday seems to come too quick, and I try my hardest to avoid going to school and seeing him but my mom forces me to go.

I just want to get the day over with, so I hurry to 1 period and avoid talking to anyone.

The whole class, I feel Scott's eyes on me. It's the most awkward position I've been put in, and I regret every last thing that I've done with him.

After class, I try to grab my things and run out of class, but with my luck, Scott orders me to stay after class for some sort of quiz that I supposedly need to make up.

I stand in front of his desk, looking down at my feet.

"Eva, what's the matter with you? You just left yesterday morning and have been ignoring all my calls and texts. I though we had an amazing time together on Saturday?" he says, quiet enough so that only I could hear.

"This is all a mistake. I should've of never trusted you." I mange to whisper.

"What do you mean?" He says standing up now.

"Why didn't you tell me?" my eyes still look down.

"Tel you what? Eva what are you talking about?"

I now look at him straight in the eye.

"That you are married."

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