Cruz's POV
As soon as I entered my room, I jumped over my bed, burying my head in my pillow.
What happened after I left? How does it effect Blake? What the hell Brook was saying? Whatever happened was because of her.
I felt my eyes getting heavier, I think I need a nap. I am thinking way too much these days. I close my eyes and in seconds I am asleep.
"I love you." I siezed her arms with my hands as tears rolled down my cheek but they were not visible in the rain.
"I love you too." She said. Her alluring eyes were staring my eyes, water dripping down her hair and sliding down her beautiful cheeks, her lips were a beautiful shade of pink. She just looked like an Angel.
I just stood there, shocked. She loves me too. I held her closer and was moving more closer, she closed her eyes as I bend down a little to kiss her. My lips were going to meet her beautiful wet lips when suddenly something started vibrating.
It was my phone. Ugh! it was just a dream. This could never happen. I checked my phone which was the one who actually dragged me out of this unearthly dream which I was certainly enjoying.
It was my Mom's message which said that she would not be home tonight as she has to go somewhere for her work .
She is always too busy with her work. She is a lawyer. In the beginning it literally used to suck as she was busy all the time but now I am used to it. I love her but I really don't care now what is she doing.
I headed down staires to the kitchen and realised its already eleven pm.
I made myself a coffee. I really don't feel sleepy as I took a long nap.
I sat on the rocky chair in my room which once belonged to my DAD. This word always bring a stack of memories with it.
I remember I was just twelve year old when my whole life went upside down. Whoever I used to love betrayed me.
I remember how I used to love my dad but he messed everything up.
I remember when mom used to force me to go to the fair with my friends as she was not able to take me there being too busy with her work. But I would never go, as I was jealous of other kids whose dad's used to hold there hands and play with them, showed them the circus, ride different rides with them and I used to stand in one corner staring them.
But then I learned how to push all my feelings back and act like I never get hurt. My whole childhood was spoiled because of my dad and that day I promised If I ever have a child, I would never let my child go through what all happed to me.
My dad was never an idol father. He used to drink alot and used to stay away from home most of the time. Whenever he stayed at home, he spend most of the time drinking or coming back late.
He had a real estate business and used to earn well which I don't know if he still continues because I last saw him when I was twelve.
My mum never worked or felt a need to work as my fathers income was pretty well. But still I used to love him until that one day When he left my mother for another women, he left me for his other kids.
I slowly closed my eyes recalling that day when my life turned upside down.
~That Day~
I woke up by the sudden shouting noise. I slowly rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms. It was just six in the morning.
I slowly walked down the staires to see my mom and dad shouting at each other. He was holding a bottle of beer in his hands."Is it a time to come back home?" my mom yelled at him."It's my life my choice." My drunk dad shouted.
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The Boy Next Door
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