Falling For The Opposite [PUBLISHED]

Chapter Thirty: Promise

“No.”

The words slipped out of my mouth after a couple of minutes passed. Drew’s face fell and I swallowed up all the emotions for a quick while.

“You’re facing a lot of problems,” I rushed out, silently pointing to Ariel, “I don’t think dating would be appropriate for now.”

He nodded in understanding before letting out a deep sigh from his nose, “Can we clarify one thing?”

“Shoot.”

“Will you go out with me even if it’s not right now?”

Like reflex, I nodded. Honestly, if these dramas weren’t happening, I would have jumped up and down before kissing him like silly.

“Promise,” I smiled sincerely.

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Humming a tune to myself, I grabbed the popcorn from the microwave and transferred everything into a bowl. Placing the bowl on a tray along with a can of diet coke and a glass of milk, I started to make my way back into my room.

Savannah sat on my bed with her teddy bear engulfed in her arms while she stared in fascination on my laptop screen.

“Here we go,” I plopped down on the area next to her and handed her the glass of milk. She gave me a toothy grin as she took the glass from my hand. Taking my can of coke, I placed the popcorn in between us.

“So what should we watch tonight?” I asked her, scrolling through the videos I had saved in my laptop.

“Disney!” she squealed and I laughed at her expense.

Last night, I went home when I tied the loose ends at the hospital. My parents were fortunately asleep with the guests already gone. I found Savannah still asleep in my bed and thank God my bed was a queen size, the two of us managed to fit.

I explained everything to her in the morning and she looked overjoyed that she was staying with me. My parents met her already and they adored Savannah, much to my confusion. Jazzy said that it was because Savannah reminded my parents of a younger version of me.

While I knew Drew was busy looking after his mother, I decided to allow Savannah to stay with me until I knew Ariel was already stable.

“How about the Lion King?” I suggested and she nodded her head vigorously.

The Circle of Life sounded through my room as the movie started. Savannah clapped and sang through most of the songs. When the scene where Simba found Mufasa dead appeared, she was already wailing with her head buried in one of my pillows.

“Why did Simba’s daddy need to die?” she sniffed.

I paused the movie to turn to her, “It’s the circle of life. Simba needs to learn how to be a true king without his father.”

“Will he miss his daddy?” she asked, staring up to me with the same green eyes Drew has.

“He will,” I responded.

She looked down and started to fidget with her fingers, “I miss my daddy.”

My breathing hitched, I haven’t seen Savannah’s point of view about her father’s imprisonment.

“Mommy said that he’s resting somewhere but he hasn’t come home since Christmas,” she muttered sadly.

“Come here,” I said, gesturing to my lap. She crawled on my sheets and found her spot in between my crossed legs. I hugged her from behind and kissed the top of her head, “I’m sure your daddy will be home soon.”