Last Love

Chapter 15

I wake surrounded in my cozy bed sheets, the second I got home from Victoria's I crashed. Overwhelmed by the small amount of sleep I got last night and hearing that I'm constantly on Nate's mind. I wonder if he knows that he's all I can think about too.

I groan as I get out of bed, realizing just how sore I really am. Every part of my body hurts and I'm aching for a bath, so I shall. I waddle into my bathroom and crank the tub as hot as it can go. I rummage through my cupboard until I finally reveal a pink lavender bath bomb.

The feeling of pure pleasure when I step into the steaming bath is insatiable. I can automatically feel the tension in my muscles being released. My body feels ten pounds lighter.

Without even trying, my mind slips to Nate. I wonder what he's doing right now. Does he miss me? It scares me how fast I've fallen for him; I really don't want to get hurt. But is he ends up playing me- I get hurt. I leave before he even has the chance to hurt me-I get hurt. I'm screwed if I do, screwed if I don't.

I stretch my legs out in my egg shaped tubs before dropping the bomb by my side, scooping the foam up in my hands. Saying that the aroma is heavenly would be an understatement. I inhale deeply, letting my body sink deeper in the water.

I wrap a towel around my sopping wet hair, smelling my lavender scented arms while I do it. I take a seat at my desk and bring out my driving book, opening it at my most recent sticky note. My nerves are eating at me because I've all but forgotten that my second drivers test. After tomorrow, I might finally be able to drive without one of my parents in the car. Thank god for my driving instructor for teaching me how to drive because it's not like my mother would bother to spend more then five minutes with me in the car.

When I check my phone I find that I've been studying for more then two hours, mentally practicing my turns and parallel parking. I can't afford to fail because tomorrow's the last day the office is open until the New Year.

I hate Christmas and would do anything to fast forward through it. I get spoiled every year but it's really not about the gifts. My parents are always fighting because my mom will say some stuck up comment or buy me clothes three sizes to small- hoping to "motivate" me. My brother always ends up getting piss drunk and I probably will this year too.

My phone vibrates with Mat's name written all over it.

Would you like to go on a Christmas Eve date with me tomorrow?

My heart smile's even harder then my lips.

I'd love too! Where can I meet you?

Hopefully I am successful with my test so I can meet him somewhere instead of letting him pick me up. I'd like to remind him that I'm not as young as he might think I am. My phone buzzes again but I ignore it. I know it's him saying that he'll pick me up but I don't want to tell him I'm performing my test tomorrow just incase I fail.

There's a knock on my door and I spin in my chair. My dad pokes his baldhead through my door.

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah come on in." I shrug and he takes a seat on my bed.

"I just wanted to wish you luck on your test tomorrow."

"You can still take me there tomorrow, right?" I ask nervously.

"Yes I can. But I just want to make sure you're completely prepared." He shifts awkwardly. "But I do have some bad news."