Promise You'll Catch Me PART 4
Sorry, this one wont be as long.. I'm going beach soon ! :D So I'm half writing, half packing ...
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Tyson's POV
We both froze in terror. "Shit" I whispered. Out the window and down on the front lawn was my mum, standing there frozen too. Her eyes widened and she had dropped her brown paper shopping bags to the floor. Apples, oranges and all these other fruits were scattered everywhere.
But she wasn't alone. Next to her was Jake. I didn't mind though. I actually hoped he had seen me kissing Giselle. Jake stood there, next to Aunt Carol with his mouth dropped open. I mentally laughed. He came for a date and he just got kicked out of the house and now he's seen me and Giselle almost has sex. Perfect, I thought to myself.
I began running towards my shirt and threw it on. Giselle still stood at the window though, watching Jake and Aunt Carol.
Giselle closed the curtains and quickly turned around to me. "What do we do ?" she whispered, scared.
"I'll handle it. Just quickly run to your room and stay there" I whispered back.. Why are we whispering ? No idea ...
I opened the door and Giselle poked her head outside. Coast was clear. She began power walking to her room when we both heard stomping.
"Aunt Carol's coming up the stairs" she yelped. She couldn't get to her room without passing the top of the staircase but then my mum would obviously see her. She lightly ran back to my room.
"Ok, this is the plan. You - zip it ! Don't say one word. I'll explain everything" I whispered and peeped out the door. The stomps were getting closer.
I motioned her to sit down on the bed and she did. I tried to think of a good explanation within the short time that I had. Nothing good came to me.
The door swung open and my mum looked angry.
She hit me over the head. It didn't hurt, but I couldn't help but yell at her.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR ?" I raged.
"AND WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOUS WERE DOING ?" she screamed.
I looked back at Giselle. She looked like she was about to cry. A great idea came to me.
"I.. We.. GISELLE MADE ME DO IT. SHE FORCED ME. SHE PUT A FUCKING KNIFE TO MY THROAT" I let fake tears stream down my face.
I buried my head in my hands and quickly shot Giselle a smile. Boy, did she look angry.
"I DID NOT, AUNT CAROL. HE WAS DOING IT !! I DIDN'T FORCE HIM TO DO ANYTHING AND I CERTAINLY DID NOT HAVE A KNIFE" she yelled, standing up and pointing to me.
I looked up at my mum. I could tell she was fustrated and stressed.
"FOR GOD'S SAKES, WILL YOU TWO JUST GROW UP" she yelled even louder than the first. She hurried out of the room.
I stopped pretending to cry and held the door open for Giselle. She looked at me straight in the eye.
"What the FUCK was that ?!" she angrily whispered. I shot her my best smile.
"Get out of my room, shit head. Thanks for trying to put all the blame on me when CLEARLY, it was your fault" I wiped my eye for dramatic effect.
She scoffed. "MY FAULT ?!" she whispered, only a little louded.
She began stomping out the room but I put my hand around her waist just before she was out the door.
"What ?!" she didn't bother to whisper this time. I shot her another one of my killer smiles and quickly kissed her on the lips. She looked at me confused but then she must have realised I was teasing her because her face changed to disapointment.
"Jerk" she said, before stomping off again into her room. I went back into my room and laid down onto my bed. I couldn't help but day dream about Giselle. She was so beautiful. Blaming everything on her wasn't something I was planning. It's just the kind of person that I am. That's why I was so upset about moving schools. Girls at my old school knew that I was a ladies man and a player. They knew that after a week with me, it'd be over. But now at this new school, I guess I have to introduce myself all over again. And I'm not sure if alot of people here would like the sort of person that I am. I know Giselle doesn't.
Giselle's POV
I laid down onto my bed. Why did Tyson keep popping up in my mind. Maybe it was the fact that I still felt his perfect 8 pack against my stomach. Or maybe it was the fact that he was the best kisser. Or the fact that everything on his face seemed to be so perfect.. I sighed. But I saw what he did to me before. He's a jerk ! I guess I'd better go downstairs to go apologize to Aunt Carol. I mean, she DID just see her son making out with her niece. On the second day that she's stayed here. I hopped down the stairs and as soon as I got down to the last step I regretted coming down. Why ? Why of all times did I decided to come now ?
At the front door, Jake was standing there with Aunt Carol's shopping bags and everything was put back in it. Aunt Carol was talking to him and invited him in. He spotted me in the background and quickly looked down.
"Uh, no thanks. My brothers already on his way to come pick me up" he said shyly. I sighed. Aunt Carol spun around and when she saw me, her smile faded.
"Giselle, go back upstairs. I'll talk to you later" she said, turning back to Jake and waving goodbye.
"Come by anytime !" she called out and shut the door. I still stood there, staring at her.
"Later !" she said again, louder. I ran back up the stairs. I went into my room and locked the door.
Phone, phone, phone.. I looked around the room looking for my phone. I needed to call Jake to apologize. And to explain .. I couldn't find it. Oh wait .. I reached into my pocket and got my phone out. I forgot I put it in there.
I looked in the contacts for Jake. There it is ..
Ring ring, ring ring.. Ring ring, ring ring.. Ring ring, ring ring..
He isn't picking up the phone. I tried again but it said his phone was off. I guess he doesn't want to take to me anytime soon. I flopped back onto my bed.
Bring bring, bring bring. OMG my phone.. must be Jake !
I quickly slid up the top of my phone..
"Hello, Jake ?! Look I am soooo sorry about before" I quickly got out. I waited for a reply.
"Giselle ?" my mum replied.
"Oh, hey mum. Sorry, I was expecting another phone call" I said, glumly. Not that I wasn't happy to talk to her.. I was just expecting Jake.
"Hey hunn. Everything alright ? Who's Jake ? Did you make some new friends ?" she asked happily.
"Yeah everythings fine. Aunt Carol and Tyson are here already .. and well, I met Jake at the shopping centre yesterday" I replied.
"Well ok then, I was just calling to see if you were alright. I have to go, I'm only on a break. I'll call again when I can" she said.
"Love you" I said sweetly.
Beeeep. She hung up. To be honest, I already do miss my mum. Eight months seems so long. Especially with Tyson living here. Everyday's going to be hell..
Jake's POV
Bring bring, bring bring. I checked my phone to see who was calling .. Oh, it's Giselle. I just left it.
"Aren't you going to get that ?" my big brother, Daniel asked.
"Nuh" I replied. I looked out the window.
Bring bring, bring bring. It was Giselle again. I declined the call and turned off my phone. I just didn't feel like talking to her right now and listening to her excuse.
Is Tyson really that great ? He's better looking than me but he's her cousin. Don't they find that wrong ? I was so jealous when I saw her making out with him. Tyson gave me a quick evil smile when he saw me looking up through the window. What a kunt.
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I said at the start that it might not be that long, LOL but i think it kinda is.. Idk.... anyway, hope you enjoyed ! xxo
