Look Me In The Eyes...**(OFF hold)**

Chapter 14

Recap

"Well Frankie told me it was the second she bumped into him. But, It just so happens that morning was his first day back school with his vision. And weirdly enough girls suddenly started falling for the dude that used to be blind and unnoticed." Shoot! She got Frankie!

"Don't forget, you were one of them." I snapped back. Her green eyes narrowed at me.

"I never denied that." She took a tiny sip of her coffee.

"I am in love with Ryan. I want HIM." she told me fiercely.

"He doesn't want you!" I retorted back at her through my clenched teeth.

She clenched her jaw and abruptly stood up. I got up with her. She walked over to the door and swung it open but, paused before she walked through.

"We'll see about that. I hope I made it clear about what would happen if you say even one word about this." she said gesturing to her phone. I gulped.

"And think again about my little proposition for ending the mess you don't want to create. I'm giving you one week." she reached in her shirt again and pulled out a small card

 "Who know what's gonna happen if you don't accept on the offer." she smiled evilly letting the card drop at my feet and walked out, slamming the door shut behind her.

After getting over my shock and pinched myself to check if this was real, I bent down to pick up the card and did what I least expected to be doing on a Sunday morning.

I saved the devil's number to my contacts.

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Chapter 14

It's only a day after that threat she gave me. What a great Monday I thought sarcastically.

Scared....confused...indesicive...that's kind of what I was feeling. I've always been a worry wart and now that I actually have something to worry about. I'm just about to become a worry boil!

For some reason I missed my dad. For  more than a year ago that he's been gone I was just set on hating him. Hating him for leaving us, right when I started my sophomore year of high school, hating him for leaving Mom alone and putting that frown on her face and the occasional tears. But of course I could never loathe him.

 He was always still my father that I loved. I just strongly disliked what he did. Going on some optometrist trip to never come back.  I never really did miss him. But now I did. I remember whenever I was worried or scared about something he'd look me in the eye with his warm big brown eyes, and immediately know something was up. It was so crazy. Even if I didn't know what I was worried about he'd just always know. He'd just give me a look saying we'll talk. And then he'd listen to everything I had to say. He'd give his advice , give me a father daughter hug and then he'd take me out for Mr.Softees Ice Cream. It just became a tradition. I remember at the end of the day, he made me feel tons better. My mom and I could never figure it out. She'd always joked it was because he was such a big and famous optometrist and knew everything about eyes, even emotions.

 Dad always laughed at that and said the same thing he always did whenever Mom said that. "That's how I knew you loved me, honey".

 She did love him. Still to this day. But she still didn't have that effect that Dad did. I wish Dad would help me out now and then I could simply order a chocolate ice cream cone with extra fudge and feel worry free. But that's not the case.

"Where's Rex, Jerry and Mick?" said a voice interrupting my nostalgic thoughts.

I picked my spaghetti with my fork. I felt like a zombie. Dead.. I guess it was just one of those days. Or maybe it was cause I was worried sick and had to make a decision. I should just forget it and say no...I don't even know him like that why should I go around getting involved in his business. It's his stupid stinking fault. Now I got the wicked witch of the west coast on my heels.