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XVI // CHAPTER SIXTEEN

"Honey, wake up. We're home" I heard my mother's soft voice say.

I got out of the car and headed to my house, my neck hurting from the position that I was sleeping in.

"Do you want me to cook you something?" She asked after closing the front door. "No thanks, I'm tired, I think I'll just rest in my room" I replied.

There's no way that I can rest with this guilt eating me alive.

So, I went to my room and decided to write in my diary, maybe It'll help a bit if I poured some feelings out of my heart.

Dear Diary,

Today was one heck of a day.

First, Phoenix kissed me, twice. Then Asher and Dylan found out about everything. Dylan was crushed but Asher took it very hard.

I can tell that he cares about his best friend, and about his stupid friend that's called Violet. But I'm glad that they're still here for me.

If they were someone else, I'm pretty sure they'd never talk to me ever again.

Also, I m-

I was writing peacefully until a beeping noise came from my phone.

Someone texted me.

I thought it was Rose, but boy was I wrong.

It's Jesse. Erica's boyfriend.

Hey Violet, it's Jesse. Jesse Davidson. I assume you know who I am. Look, I don't want any trouble and I'm not that bad as everyone seems to think I am, but we really need to talk. Text me back as soon as you get this. 1:23 a.m

How the hell did he get my number? And what in the world do we have to talk about? Other than his girlfriend, who stabbed me in the back. We have nothing in common.

I waited for a couple of minutes till I decided that I should text him back:

Why are you texting me, and how did you get my number? 1:27 a.m

He replied fast, almost as if he was waiting for it:

It's not important how I got your number, we need to meet up like, tomorrow, and talk. I promise it's urgent. 1:27 a.m

Jesse, we shouldn't text. Does Erica know? that you have my number? 1:28 a.m

No, she doesn't and I hope we can keep this between us. Meet me tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. I'll wait for you at Cup O' Joe's. 1:29 a.m

Are you out of your mind? Sorry but I can't. We shouldn't even text. 1:29 a.m

Trust me, Violet. 1:30 a.m

As if problems weren't already pouring down on me, something else had to happen. I chose not to reply back to him, I think it's best if I didn't.

I threw my phone away and rested in my bed, rest seems like a feeling I've never experienced in a long, long time.

I know Jesse. Not like, know know him. But I know how he is.

He's the complete opposite of Erica.

Mean girl, good boy.

School's top slut, Captian of the school's football team