The Devil with a Halo (On hold)

Chapter 18 - Clarity

-- Clarity--

And with this we are back to Skylar's P.O.V.

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She was here, he was here, both of those stupid Osorios were here and I just got into a fight with the one who used to be my favorite. Great.

I heard a knock and immediately knew who it was. Adana coming here to apologize was impossible even in a long shot.

"Come in." I sighed, because if it is who I think it is, then he will enter regardless of what I say. I heard the door clicked open.

"Skylar." He just took my name and it made something flutter somewhere near my heart..am I having a heart attack? Probably not..

"Yes?"

"You know why I am here, don't you?" He asked, still not coming inside the room. He was leaning casually against the door frame, looking ridiculously model-like.

"If I say yes, will you spare me the lecture?" He looked at me, then closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed and sat besides me.

 For a few minutes, we kept on staring at the wooden door, none of us uttering a word. It was not uncomfortable, strangely comfortable rather. But, something still felt off mostly because a lot was off..

"Start talking." We both said at the same time, facing each other. Our noses touched and I realized how close we were. An inch here and we will be kissing, an inch there and we still will be kissing because the position was ridiculous.

We both shifted at the same time and now there was a good one foot distance between us. I wasn't sure why I felt slightly disappointed. Maybe, because I wanted to look at his eyes more, that weird combination of emerald and jade. 

Regardless of everything, I have to admit, Diego is extremely pleasant to look at. You will never get bored of looking at his face, it is extremely symmetrical and his features are sharper than his tongue. Anytime, any day, he can give Abercrombie models a run for their money. 

Just think of it, I am praising him so much when I hate him, think of other women who know nothing of his devilish traits. They must be falling on his feet and as a matter of fact, they do.

"Skylar, stop staring at me like I am the last piece of meat and start talking." Diego said suddenly, and did I ever mention how sexy his voice is? If it wasn't for his arrogance, it would've been a difficult task hating him.

"I wasn't staring, I was thinking." of how hot you are..I refrained myself from speaking so. I wonder if something is wrong with me today, why am I mentally praising his looks so much?

"Whatever." He smirked, "Start talking now." It sounded like a command.

"I have nothing to say, you're here to give me a lecture so just give it and get out." I told him, because that's why he was here.

"I am sparing you the lecture, now start talking, justify your behavior outside." His gaze was too intense. He looked irritated yet strangely happy. 

"Your sister is a bitch." It came out before I can properly filter it, not that it was untrue. 

"That's your justification?" He raised an eyebrow, waiting for my response.

"Pretty much." I shrugged.

He looked at me with an incredulous look, "You do realize that what you did was wrong, right? Nothing you say will justify you calling her a bitch. She is not a bitch and we both know it, will you now tell me why are you so adamant on putting her to blame when you are well aware about the truth?"