"He doesn't love me."
Zoë rolled her eyes and my statement and picked up a shirts, looking for her size. "How would you know?" She questions me.
I put down the shirt she hands me and I follow her to another isle. "Because, he wouldn't have just left forever if he did."
I probably sounded like a sulking child but I didn't care. I felt horrible and insecure ever since my conversation with Zayne. My limbs felt extremely heavy and my brain couldn't handle the emotional override along with my heart and had resorted to overthinking everything, my heart had also become numb.
"Stop dragging your feet, it's annoying just like your whinny, little, white ass," she scolded.
I groaned and sat on one of the platforms for the manikins. Zoë rolled her eyes and yanked me back onto my feet. I love my best friend, I really did but I felt weak at this point. I was so tired emotionally and physically and I didn't know why she wouldn't just let me sulk on the platform.
"It's not going to help anyone if you cry and sulk. Honestly, it's pathetic and I do not know Aurora Ellise to be a pathetic cupcake!" I felt a little better as she gave me a pep talk.
I nodded. "You're right," I told her, "but, you seriously have to stop with the substitution of food as curses."
Zoë nodded and laughed. "Agreed."
We continued our shopping and spoke about lighter topics such as Preston and how well their relationship was going. I was surprised to find out that she had actually agreed to become his girlfriend.
"So, do your parent know?" I asked.
Zoë nodded and looked a little weary of the topic. "They know I have a boyfriend named Preston but I'm not sure they know his surname is exactly what he is, White."
I tried to not laugh at her statement, but I couldn't withhold my impending laugh. "Why not?" I questioned. I knew Zoë's parents weren't racist so I couldn't understand her hesitance.
"Well, I don't know!"
I knew she wasn't hesitant over Preston but more over herself and I understood why. She didn't really date guys or show any interest in a guy. This was all new to Zoë.
"This isn't about Preston being white," I stated. "Is it because you're unsure of your relationship with Preston?"
Zoë groaned. "Yes, like how do I know if we're even going to last? I don't want to introduce him to my parents if this isn't going to be anything in the end," she explained.
I chuckled at what Zoë said. I knew that she was being absurd and that she was just overthinking some stuff because Preston loved her and I knew she was beginning to realize that she loved him too. I loved watching my best friend worry about the success of her first real relationship.
"You're overthinking, Zoë," I told her.
She rolled her shoulders back and took a deep breath. "You're right."
I knew that it was my turn now. I had to face the person I love and I had to find out if he felt the same way. My stomach had already started churning and I hadn't even left the mall yet, let alone the store.
"Are you going to go now?" Zoë asked, her eyebrows raised.
As I was about to protest Zoë shook her head and gave me a gentle nudge to the door. I was about to leave when I realized she was my ride to the mall.
"Have you ever heard of a bus?" She asked me when she picked up on my thoughts.
"You force me to do something I really don't want to do and now you make me use my own money to catch a bus. What an amazing friend I have!" I sarcastically said.
Zoë laughed and ignored my statement and shooed me out of the store.
I thought about everything I would say when I knocked on his door but nothing seemed to make enough sense or to be perfect. My mind was racing and my heart felt like it might go into cardiac arrest soon but I knew that I had to do this. He needed to know.
When the bus stopped a few blocks from his house I got out and started walking to his house. I needed him to say he loved me back because I had no one else left. My father was in rehab and I was too afraid to go and see him and my mom was gone and I couldn't lose him too.
Zayne might've only recently become a part of my life but he took up a major chunk of it and although I didn't want him to be did and now I was at his mercy.
I felt heavy and I stood in front of Zayne's door. It was difficult to knock and when I did everything suddenly became calm and silent. My heart seemed to stop, my stomach settled and my head was fully at ease.
When the door opened it all happened so slowly, but not slow enough for me to process. A woman stood before me with a silk robe that barely covered up her lace underwear.
"Hello? Can I help you?" She asked me, her voice was sultry and seductive.
I felt my heart collapse and everything suddenly seemed chaotic and loud and frantic.
"Zayne! I think it's for you!" She called.
I swallowed and felt the need to get away from this house and from Zayne and from this woman. I tried to steady myself but my steps seemed to falter. I could see Zayne coming down the stairs behind the woman and that was when I ran.
I knew he saw me because he stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened as if he knew he had done something wrong. I also knew he saw me because as I ran down the road to the only place I knew other than my house across the road I heard him shout my name.
But I never looked back. I begged him inwardly to stop calling out my name because he sounded panicked and heartbroken but I couldn't help but ask:
Why? Why would you run into the arms of another if you're so heartbroken?
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